Luyện nghe bài hát Finessin'

Yeah, it's Bses Slwl I. on the track,

Yeah, trappin' getting old so I been weight
Pigeons in the trunk, I'm on the
Made a plug, get it 100 ways
And I still got the Act' you know I the taste
Spending money at the Gucci store
Fuckin' the models, eating sushi rolls
She think I'm a singer, get that groupie
Baby mad, she see me movin' up
On to better things, with those television screens
I don't never get to see, I'm so heavy in the streets
I just blew a hundred thou', so I'm goin' outta
And I'ma try to it back all right

Finessin', finessin', I be
Finessin', finessin', I be
Finessin', finessin', I be
Finessin', finessin', I be

Ballin' in this bitch, I put my on
Tie you up and make you call baby mama's phone
Tell that bitch to bring bag, oh lord we need that bag
Xannies in a plastic bag, that a sleeping bag
On MLK in a Bugatti, I feel free at
Percocets, and syrup, I got PMS
Chillin' your bitch watchin' First 48
And I still got the Act', you I love the taste
And I let her hit the J, and I let her me bae
And I let her you back, just to get that out the way
she hang up in your face, then I get it on her face
And I teach her how to skate, I skate, I'm straight...

Finessin', finessin', I be
Finessin', finessin', I be
Finessin', finessin', I be
Finessin', finessin', I be
Finessin', finessin', I be
(Ballin' in this bitch, I put my on)
Finessin', finessin', I be
(Muddy in this bitch, I'm styrofoam)
Finessin', finessin', I be
(Poppin' all these pills, I put my on)
Finessin', finessin', I be
All my got is some heels and a lil towel on