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vi seconds - finesse lyrics

[intro]
that’s funky
oh, i dig this
yir, right
[?] my sh-t
-laughter-
yo

[1st verse]
a pitbull in the pit, pitted agaisn’t one of y’all fruits
so when i bite, it’s right through to your pit
i’m a knife in your pit, raging bull on no bullpit
we ain’t the same, miss me with your bullsh-t
4 clips, my movie packed with materiel
eating y’all for breakfast, n-gga i’m so cereal
word to al gore and south park
i’m a south paw, that’ll leave ya body south parked
that means i’m stopping this drive, when i hope in my ride
popping up, like a cop in disguise
surprise poppin a nine
popping his eyes, poppin his pops
and then guy’s i’m don ameche
only three times as pompous with lines
5 bags of crack, ain’t as dope as my word sh-t
this sh-t comes natural, no need to rehe-rs- this
perfect
i could do this blindfolded on a typewriter
turning white girl’s faces reder than a five-rider

[hook]
got an issue, then get it off your chest, ho
otherwise, i suggest that you let go
everybody says i’m so disrespectful
i agree, but i do it with finesse, though
-2x-

[2nd verse]
look
i drop text with finesse hoes
on my kindle
stick their letter up with the grip
i’m off to my next show
i show face, then shut down the whole place
get paid, i’m eating, but only what’s on your plate
ingest, flipped bread, invest in my interest
keep acting bulletproof, till i put em’ in vests
my intent is to invent, something to k!ll you
cause i don’t f-ck with you fam, this ain’t incest
burn some incense, as i’m burning the sour
say it again, i’m burning y’all
and y’all n-ggas’ sour
i’m ill, and you can’t take it out of context
it’s not up for debate, and n-gga, there’s no contest
my conquest is for nothing less than surpremecy
on an island eating peanut-b-tter and celery
yeah
rita ora rubbing my back, i’m sippin’ a smoothie
in other words: i’m out to live life as a movie

[hook]
got an issue, then get it off your chest, ho
otherwise, i suggest that you let go
everybody says i’m so disrespectful
i agree, but i do it with finesse, though
-2x-
(i’m cooking, look, look.)

[3rd verse]
yo
young n-gga on a power trip
making sure it ain’t sweet for you n-ggas
with some sour spits
dishing that rock, that leaves kryptonians powerless
as soon i step foot in this b-tch, i f-cking deflower it
an illy spitter, forever knows as a witty n-gga
cause these other kats, are on some p-ssy sh-t like kitty litter
boy i’m raw, all my opposes are corn hoes
bars f-cking shocking, like blanca doing p-rno
born so sick, doctors couldn’t find a cure for me
so i evolved, and made songs from impurities
[?] versus me
murdering a burglary
the blind showed the deaf
the deaf said they’ve heard of me
urgentcy
hip-hop’s awaiting my arrival
for its revival, i’m one unrivaled
psycho, trahshing all these others rappers who recycle
the same bullsh-t, now i’ll break it out its cycle
i’m ghost

[hook]
got an issue, then get it off your chest, ho
otherwise, i suggest that you let go
everybody says i’m so disrespectful
i agree, but i do it with finesse, though
got an issue, then get it off your chest, ho
otherwise, i suggest that you let go
everybody says i’m so disrespectful
i agree, but.. i got finesse, f-ck you

- vi seconds lyrics

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