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finesse2tymes - 6pockets كلمات أغنية

[intro]
art of war
finesse
(pablo, you crazy for this one, haha)

[verse]
they tried to treat me like peewee (little league)
they gon’ put this sh_t on repeat (they gon’ run it back)
pull up to the club with so many gangsters, n_ggas thought i was a gd (a boss player)
five poppin’, six poppin’ (what’s poppin’?)
quarter mil’, all profit (all profit)
four pockets full, i f_ck with lil baby, but i need six pockets (let’s get that)
we in the mall with sticks and glocks ’cause it can go down like anywhere (like right now)
i’m f_ckin’ your b_tch from the back, her p_ssy was tight, so i was like get in there (get in there)
i drip like it’s tax time (tax time), louis v belt wrapped around my mac_9 (hlrrt)
fng the clan (clan), like aryan nations, we don’t give a f_ck about black lives (don’t give no f_ck)
they thought they left me behind, i caught up and passed ’em, clean as a vacuum (i’m clean as a vacuum)
she on my d_ck like a magnum, foa, gotta f_ck on arrival (f_ck on the spot)
n_ggas throw sl!ck shots, we got big shots, whole tools and big glocks (big glocks)
y’all know that my wrist pop, with a thick thot, rollin’ up out a ziploc (ziploc)
i told the team, “let’s eat up” (let’s eat up), we jump on the stage, get beat up (get—)
them glocks got titties, c_cups (c_cups)
i’m dope, the streets wanna re_up (wanna re_up)
i’m what they waitin’ on (waitin’ on), we run the city, the f_ck they debatin’ on? (f_ck they debatin’ on)
them n_ggas didn’t f_ck with me (f_ck with me), i got out and came up, now they face long (look here)
i don’t want no apologies (f_ck that)
f_ck love, i don’t need acknowledgements (at all)
just bring me my backend (let me get that)
i get it, i’m gone like it was a robbery (i’m gone)
seventy_five for a show (seventy_five)
forty thou’ for a walk_through (that’s a forty ball)
my communication sk!lls f_cked up (they f_cked up)
i’m the wrong one to try to talk to (don’t talk to me)
everybody with me finessin’ (finessin’)
she tryna leave and get naked (come on)
i pulled out, tried to cum on her, she like, “nah, baby, let me catch it” (ayy)
i’m like, “ooh, you gangster” (gangster)
i made it back home, lord, i thank you (thank god)
if a n_gga would’ve tried me in jail, on the five, bro, i would’ve shanked ’em (b_tch)
it’s easy to k!ll ’em, i gotta out_think ’em (out_think ’em), they want me gone forever (want me gone)
at first they wasn’t f_ckin’ with me, now they wanna link and do a song together (they tryna link with me)
nah, i’m cool (nah), homie, all money ain’t good money (ain’t good money)
i’m here to get everything that the streets done took from me (done took from me)
come get you some kush from me (it’s war)

- finesse2tymes

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