LUCKI - Finesse lyrics
LUCKI [Lucki Camel Jr.] Chicago, Illinois. U.S. 🇺🇸
[LUCKI - Finesse lyrics]
Ayy okay now last night oh boy
I worked the whole block by myself
I sell these pills to who don't need
Them then I pop 'em myself
I call these yaps the Lucki Eck$
Feel like I'm poppin' myself
And still count that Cheddar Bob
Like I be poppin' myself
Cause baby I know you know me
And I'm knowin' you do
We got the whole summer ahead and
Still a lil' snow with you
Who you get from? So and so? Ok
Remind me to rob him
Finesse that bitch up out his number
Told her she'll make some profit
I call him: "Its Lucki bro
(Okay?) I got your number
From this bitch (Who?)
I can move your work around my school
You should front me some of that shit
(Alright, alright, alright) "
And he like: "Aw shit
Gon' head say thanks to that bitch (yeah)
Bruh my shit was passin' slow
(Haha) turn that game speed
Up a bit (Alright, i got you bro) "
Now he like "Lucki you bogus", that life
Should know who to trust
Just keep calm my nigga I rather
Be robbed than called a bust
Now he texting all on my phone
Talkin' 'bout he gon' be at my school
Just meet me at Class Finesse
Cause I just graduated fool
You been finessed by finesser
Boss that nigga you know
I'm that handicapper car
No sticker still won't get towed
You been finessed by finesser
Boss that nigga you know
You been finessed by finesser
Boss that nigga you know
You been finessed by finesser
Boss that nigga you know
My money, finesse, is rare, finesse
These checks, finesse everything finesse
Baby I'm smooth as that nigga
Girl I'm smooth as myself
I'm smooth as fresh cut scalps
Come run your hand through my hair
I be finessing one bitch
My college bitch queen of Africa
Set niggas up to buy my blunts
I'm 17 can't buy Swishers
She like to roll, I let her roll
She know her role in this script
The cops come, she gettin' cooked
She got my pole on her hip
Can't bond her out, that's too risky
So I forget bout that bitch
I'm still a kid anyway
I keep forgettin' bout that shit
I need to deal with shit my age
So I deal to kids my age
Get guap out your dash stash
Problem solver Christian Cage
And if one rich kid get hooked
Then I guess I'll throw more bait
All them buy this magic shit
I guess they just like AIDS
Finesse finesse finesse
Thats all a nigga know
These dealers know it too
That's why they blockin' all my calls
Finesse finesse finesse
Thats all a nigga know
These bitches know it too
That's why they blockin' all my calls
You been finessed by finesser
Boss that nigga you know
I'm that handicapper car
No sticker still won't get towed
You been finessed by finesser
Boss that nigga you know
You been finessed by finesser
Boss that nigga you know
You been finessed by finesser
Boss that nigga you know
My money, finesse, is rare, finesse
These checks, finesse everything finesse
I worked the whole block by myself
I sell these pills to who don't need
Them then I pop 'em myself
I call these yaps the Lucki Eck$
Feel like I'm poppin' myself
And still count that Cheddar Bob
Like I be poppin' myself
Cause baby I know you know me
And I'm knowin' you do
We got the whole summer ahead and
Still a lil' snow with you
Who you get from? So and so? Ok
Remind me to rob him
Finesse that bitch up out his number
Told her she'll make some profit
I call him: "Its Lucki bro
(Okay?) I got your number
From this bitch (Who?)
I can move your work around my school
You should front me some of that shit
(Alright, alright, alright) "
And he like: "Aw shit
Gon' head say thanks to that bitch (yeah)
Bruh my shit was passin' slow
(Haha) turn that game speed
Up a bit (Alright, i got you bro) "
Now he like "Lucki you bogus", that life
Should know who to trust
Just keep calm my nigga I rather
Be robbed than called a bust
Now he texting all on my phone
Talkin' 'bout he gon' be at my school
Just meet me at Class Finesse
Cause I just graduated fool
You been finessed by finesser
Boss that nigga you know
I'm that handicapper car
No sticker still won't get towed
You been finessed by finesser
Boss that nigga you know
You been finessed by finesser
Boss that nigga you know
You been finessed by finesser
Boss that nigga you know
My money, finesse, is rare, finesse
These checks, finesse everything finesse
Baby I'm smooth as that nigga
Girl I'm smooth as myself
I'm smooth as fresh cut scalps
Come run your hand through my hair
I be finessing one bitch
My college bitch queen of Africa
Set niggas up to buy my blunts
I'm 17 can't buy Swishers
She like to roll, I let her roll
She know her role in this script
The cops come, she gettin' cooked
She got my pole on her hip
Can't bond her out, that's too risky
So I forget bout that bitch
I'm still a kid anyway
I keep forgettin' bout that shit
I need to deal with shit my age
So I deal to kids my age
Get guap out your dash stash
Problem solver Christian Cage
And if one rich kid get hooked
Then I guess I'll throw more bait
All them buy this magic shit
I guess they just like AIDS
Finesse finesse finesse
Thats all a nigga know
These dealers know it too
That's why they blockin' all my calls
Finesse finesse finesse
Thats all a nigga know
These bitches know it too
That's why they blockin' all my calls
You been finessed by finesser
Boss that nigga you know
I'm that handicapper car
No sticker still won't get towed
You been finessed by finesser
Boss that nigga you know
You been finessed by finesser
Boss that nigga you know
You been finessed by finesser
Boss that nigga you know
My money, finesse, is rare, finesse
These checks, finesse everything finesse