Luyện nghe bài hát Finessin'

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

Yeah, trappin' old so I been movin' weight
Pigeons in the trunk, I'm on the
myself a plug, get it 100 ways
And I still got the Act' you know I the taste
Spending money at the Gucci store
with the models, eating sushi rolls
She I'm a singer, get that groupie love
Baby mama mad, she see me up
On to bigger better things, with those television
I don't get to see, cause I'm so heavy in the streets
I just blew a hundred thou', so I'm goin' outta
And I'ma try to make it back all

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

in this bitch, I put my partners on
Tie you up and you call your baby mama's phone
Tell that bitch to that 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' with your bitch First 48
And I still got the Act', you know I love the
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
Then she hang up in face, then I get it on her face
And I her how to skate, then 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 bitch, I put my partners 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 girl got is heels and a lil towel on