Migos Finesser Lyrics

Young Rich N*ggas Track Listing
Digital Media 1
  • 1 Rich Then Famous (Intro)
  • 2 China Town
  • 3 Versace
  • 4 Chirpin
  • 5 Adios
  • 6 Hannah Montana
  • 7 Bando
  • 8 Cook It Up
  • 9 F*Ck 12
  • 10 Bakers Man
  • 11 Finesser
  • 12 Pronto
  • 13 Fema
  • 14 Out Da Gym
  • 15 Young Rich N*ggas
  • 16 Dennis Rodman
  • 17 R.I.P.
  • 18 Thank You God
  • 19 We Ready (Remix)
  • 20 Thank God
  • [Hook: Quavo]
    Finess ha, finess ha
    Finess ha, finess ha
    This is my life, (my life, my life)
    This is my life
    Finess ha, finess ha
    Finess ha, finess ha
    This is my life
    This is my life (finess, finess, finess)

    [Verse 1: Quavo]
    Finessed the plug by the check, I hop on a jet, I go to Quebec
    When I went to the jeweler didn't know what I wanted
    And I told him as long as my diamonds are wet
    I am a blessing and you are a curse
    I only finesse the plug with words
    Placed the order, I ordered the birds
    He put him in car then a young nigga scurrr
    Teen bands in the suitcase no flex
    Young nigga in the hood, walkin round sellin nicks
    Ever since a young nigga, ballin like a net
    And I got a extra plug, no Jeremy Lin
    Let the top back, let your hair blow in the wind
    Finesse the plug, I don’t need a Benjamin
    Judge out of trial say no innocence
    Smoking on gas blunts Longer than incense


    [Verse 2: Offset]
    Juug, Finesse, Steal
    I gotta have a mill, I was raised on the hill like Jack and the Jill
    Do anything just to pay them bills
    My brother caught 15 waitin for the pill
    When a nigga broke he comin at yo throat
    Tryna sell da coke but it really insult
    My lil nigga Chi got smoke
    Hungry for the money, tryna get the dough
    Shit get real, nigga tried to kill
    All this bullshit for a dollar bill
    Hoes set you up, they don’t give a fuck
    Tryna get ya bucks, watch who you fuck
    Plug’s like a socket, gotta keep the rocket
    Tryna get a profit, running to that money like sonic
    All my cars robotic
    No Master P, but "I'm Bout It" gone


    [Verse 3: Takeoff]
    Finessin and flexin like Wrestlers
    Indian plug in that castle
    Bald headed jag got cancer
    Turn yo main bitch to a dirty dancer
    I’m cookin and wrappin them chickens
    Finessin these niggas on tickets
    If I fuck with ya, I’mma give you a straight draw
    Nigga if I don't then I gotta remix it (remix)
    Flipping them Patties like crabbies
    My shoes importers are ballys
    Finessin since I can remember
    My wrist so cold, December
    I’m selling T-bones they tender
    That steel wrapped around me like bender
    Difference between me and you
    I'm Real and You a pretender (you fake)

    [Hook] Lyrics © OBO APRA/AMCOS

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