Finesse Lyrics – BossMan DLow (feat. GloRilla)

Finesse Song by BossMan DLow: “Finesse” is a New Song, sung by BossMan DLow and GloRilla. Finesse Song was written by ​​​​BossMan DLow, GloRilla, and Gentle Beatz, and the music was also produced by​ ​​​​Gentle Beatz.

Finesse Lyrics By BossMan DLow

Nigga, Yeah, Nigga
Big Za
(Gentle Beatz)
Nigga, Nigga

I Can Make The Dope Stretch, I Can Teach Finesse (Finesse)
And I’m ’bout My Check (Big, Big, Big),
You Better Come Correct (Come Correct)
These Ho*s Stay Choosin’ (Huh?), Trap Straight Boomin’ (Yeah)
I’m A Pack Mover (Yeah), I’m A Weight Loser (Yeah)
I Can Make The Dope Stretch, I Can Teach Finesse (Finesse)
And I’m ’bout My Check (Big, Big, Big),
You Better Come Correct (Come Correct)
These Ho*s Stay Choosin’ (Huh?), Trap Straight Boomin’ (Yeah)
I’m A Pack Mover (Yeah), I’m A Weight Loser (Yeah)

I Remember Breakin’ Into Houses, Okay,
Where The Cameras At? (Where They At?)
Now I Got Like Thirty G’s Stuffed Inside A Fanny Pack
Plug Threw A Nine-piece, Okay, Bet, I’ma Handle That (We Get It Done)
You Ain’t Keep It P? Okay, Bet, Stand On That
All These Designer Clothes, I Look Like A Damn Booster
Hunnid In A Sixty, Fu*k State Troopers
Phone Chirpin’ In The Mornin’, Bae, We Roosters
Them Niggas Ain’t Ballin’, Bae, We Hoopers
Huh? Bae, We D1 (Yeah)
We Ain’t Worried ’bout Nothin’, Bae, I Got Funds (Yeah)
Reup On Some— Yeah, Yeah
Reup On Some— Shh, Hit The Trap, Get It Done

I Can Make The Dope Stretch, I Can Teach Finesse (Finesse)
And I’m ’bout My Check (Big, Big, Big),
You Better Come Correct (Come Correct)
These Ho*s Stay Choosin’ (Huh?), Trap Straight Boomin’ (Yeah)
I’m A Pack Mover (Yeah), I’m A Weight Loser (Yeah)
I Can Make The Dope Stretch, I Can Teach Finesse (Woo)
And I’m ’bout My Check (Hey), You Better Come Correct (Glorilla)
These Ho*s Stay Choosin’ (On Gang, Gang),
Trap Straight Boomin’ (On Gang, Gang)
I’m A Pack Mover (Yeah), I’m A Weight Loser (Yeah)

These B!tches Ain’t No Competition, Man These Ho*s Stay Losin’
They Talkin’ Gangsta Shit, But I’m The B!tch You Ho*s Ain’t Foolin’
He Closed His Eyes And Pulled The Trigger, Man You Niggas Ain’t Shooters
You Hangin’ With The Niggas That Bucked You For Your Pistol, You A Brewster

I Can Make My Throat Stretch (Ayy), I Can Make A Mess (Woo)
Each Day Ran Up A Couple Hundred Thousand, Went Thirty Days No S*x
You Know How Lame It Is To Confront Me About A Nigga Through A Text?
You Know How Fast I’ll Turn Your Favorite
Nigga Into Your Favorite Ex, Ho? (Haha)
Fu*k, Abracadabra On Your A*s
Stop Blowin’ Him Up, He With Me,
Lil Sis’, We Laughin’ At Your A*s (Stupid)
I Ain’t Puttin’ That Shit On,
I Can Show Them What That Shit Is (On God)
Mirror, Mirror, On The Wall,
Tell Me Who That B!tch Is (On Gang, Gang)

I Can Make The Dope Stretch, I Can Teach Finesse (Finesse)
And I’m ’bout My Check (Big, Big, Big),
You Better Come Correct (Come Correct)
These Ho*s Stay Choosin’ (Huh?), Trap Straight Boomin’ (Yeah)
I’m A Pack Mover (Yeah), I’m A Weight Loser (Yeah)
I Can Make The Dope Stretch, I Can Teach Finesse (Finesse)
And I’m ’bout My Check (Big, Big, Big),
You Better Come Correct (Come Correct)
These Ho*s Stay Choosin’ (Huh?), Trap Straight Boomin’ (Yeah)
I’m A Pack Mover (Yeah), I’m A Weight Loser (Yeah)

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