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Finessin’ (feat. Sam Austin)

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Finessin’ (feat. Sam Austin) Lyrics

New Detroit
(Everything's A GO)
Finessin' ass niggas out here, man don't trust these niggas

[Hook: Waldo]
Finessin' a nigga, Finnessin'
Won't let you fuck up a nigga direction man
Just to fuck with me is a blessing
Heaven sent, finnesin' a nigga finessin'
All my Niggas with me stand protected
Fall for anything, you stand for nothing
Say you got it niggas know you bluffin'
Pull your card, niggas know you fold
In between a hard place and a boulder
I'm in between your bitch, she super soaker, she want me come all over
Rub my shoulders, roll my dozer, get exposure but I exposed her
Then you found out and told her it was over



[Verse 1: Waldo]
I don't even know you
But good to see you again
No I don't give a fuck about how you been
You just got off the bus you can't pay your rent, you look better than us on your Instagram
Youse a lame, youse a goof you a fucking ham
I said nope I can't do it, don't fuck with them
Because they can't fuck with us, can't nobody fuck with us
Oh you mad now? You wanna knuckle up, make your bitch get on her knees and then pucker up
I'm that nigga everybody thought I was
Don't have a heart attack, running this shit for the cardio
Hit my nigga Sam up, "Where the party at?"
Them lames ain't gon' be there, yeah I fuck with that
Only real ones in here, yeah I fuck with that


[Hook: Waldo]
Finessin' a nigga, Finnessin'
Won't let you fuck up a nigga direction man
Just to fuck with me is a blessing
(Blessing, Blessing)
Heaven sent, finnesin' a nigga finessin'
All my Niggas with me stand protected
Fall for anything, you stand for nothing
Say you got it niggas know you bluffin'
Pull your card, niggas know you fold
In between a hard place and a boulder
I'm in between your bitch, she super soaker, she want me come all over
Rub my shoulders, roll my dozer, get exposure but I exposed her
Then you found out and told her it was over



[Verse 2: Sams Austins]
Let's address it, Smith and Wesson be the weapon, (Brrt, Brrt)
Shootin' them shots all the bitches, can test it, (No, no, no)
Money got all these niggas stressin'
(These niggas be stressing, these nights be stressing, these niggas)
We flexin', (Flex, flex)
My new girl be flexing her complexion
(She flex, she flex, she flex)
The essence, (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Black beauty is a blessing
(no, no, no, mo, no)
Look they test me, (Them niggas they test me)
All of the shit they throwing block the blessing, (They blocking the motherfucking blessing nigga)
No more life where niggas not progressing
Aye, more Collectives, more finnesin'
Yea a nigga was listening to selection
Maybe in the end they would probably get the message
No vacations I can barely take a message
Aye I can barely check the card
Do I got the time nigga not at all, aye
All these gang gang, you are not involved
Guess they tryna get the problem solved aye
Why they thinking they can fuck with me aye
They tryna push the law with me, aye
These the question are that stuck with me aye
Thank the Lord that God stuck with me aye
(Finessin', Finnessin', Finnesin')

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October 30, 2015
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