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niykee heaton - finer things (remix) lyrics

[intro: jake lord]
who are you?
we not the same you are not gang
making exchange, money take the pain away
yaah
money take the pain, away

[verse 1: jake lord]
rollin’ round in a lexus
bad b-tch she from texas
diamonds having you can’t flexus
celiné supreme for my next b-tch
yeah, i got that flame boy
we are not one and the same
i am not playin’ no games
n-gg-, uh, you are a lame
[verse 2: kydnice]
they be like “hey how you do this?”
way up like a buddhist
jesus all you n-gg-s shooters
f-cking around meet a jewist
new b-tch she a nudist
she in my text like “who this?”
and all her friends like ball players
and all my n-gg-s be recruiters
oh here we go again it’s so evident that we gonna win
i always painted out, you can see the words when a f-cking pimp

[pre-hook: jake lord]
unlock the door, come in my room
here go picking with me, she not texting you

[hook: kydnice]
i am not f-cking with you lames
cause i’m having now the finer things
i am not f-cking with you lames
cause i’m having now the finer things
finer things, finer things, finer things
finer things, finer things, finer things

[verse 3: niykee heaton]
alright i got this
you play up for keeps (me too)
feel me and you bet you lay with me (me too)
what’s the prerequisite for flexing cuz these b-tches got me guessing; is that chanel or jc penny (me too)
hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up who that new chick hola
hola, hola, hola can you dance while i controlla
went from debut chains to brown rings
can’t afford all the finer things, finer things

[hook: kydnice & niykee heaton]
finer things, finer things, finer things
finer things, finer things, finer things

- niykee heaton lyrics

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