[Intro: Travis Scott] I'm finessin', finessin' (Straight up) I came up a hundred bands a week, straight off finessin' La Flame
[Verse 1: Travis Scott] Walked in this bitch, I just got through finessin' designer (Straight up) Oh my God it's no rental, gold plated, no need to remind you Robbed my plug, that nigga wasn't getting me high (That dope) Oh no no, oh no no no no no no no Stack on black as True Religion (Straight up) This that shit that keep you geekin' (That dope) I done fucked me 'round five bad bitches this morning (La Flame) And I ain't goin' back unless they horny (Oh no) Oh no no, oh no no no no no no no
[Chorus: Travis Scott] Finessin', finessin' (Straight up) I can't go one day without finessin' (La Flame) Finessin', finessin' (Bando) I came up a hundred bands a week straight off finessin' (Straight up, straight up) I came up a hundred bands a week straight off finessin' Been on that weed, with my team Rolling with my team, yeah they all finessin'
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[Verse 2: T.I.] Man, here it go, fishcale, A1 perico Fill PJ's up with kilos, then sell it like it's legal, yeah Everybody he know, could have gotten hit with the RICO Caught a couple of charges, they were weak though Feds had to let him go in a week or so Still, still need the key to blow Whole heap of dough, ran the streets for so long Man the team was so on, damn it seem like so long Ago, we had 'em in Mexico He tryna' make it back, three bricks more The people always run up on us in Texas though Only by the grace of God they ain't catch us though Some lil' young nigga with some big dreams Almost on the verge of doing some big things Tryna' get a bird since he was sixteen And now he playin' ‘round with fifteen or more, ayy You know a nigga love nice things And the price in the hood is too frightening Them niggas ain't gon' do the right thing It’s time for me to do my thing (Hey)
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[Chorus: Travis Scott] Finessin', finessin' (Straight up) I can't go one day without finessin' (La Flame) Finessin', finessin' (Bando) I came up a hundred bands a week straight off finessin' (Straight up, straight up) Finessin', finessin' (Straight up) I can't go one day without finessin' (La Flame) Finessin', finessin' I came up a hundred bands a week straight off finessin' (Straight up, straight up)
[Outro: Travis Scott] How high? Tell me why she wanna leave me? She used me to get high Oh she used me to get higher, higher, higher So tell me why she wanna leave me? Ooooh, ooooh, oooh, ooh-oooh Ooooh, ooooh, ooooh As the days go on, the southern region of our national anthem The quest for La Flame, this journey, it's the last daysTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
