[Pre-Hook: A$AP Ferg]
Feelin' good, man I'm feelin' good
Finesse and then I juug
Feelin' good, man I'm feelin' good
Finesse and then I juug
In my hood, walk up in my hood
n***a I wish you would
Feelin' good, yeah I'm feelin' good
Finesse and then I juug
[Hook: A$AP Ferg]
Finesse, finesse
Finesse, finesse
Finesse, finesse
Finesse, finesse
Finesse and then I juug
[Verse 1: Jim Jones]
We got the bricks and the yay
We got that sh** you don't weigh
We get them package of loud
I got that sh** from the Bay
I know some Crips in L.A
I know some Bloods out in Harlem
I got my b**h on the way
She got a b**h on the way
I got some n***as, they put the clips in the K
I got some chicks in the A
You took a trip to Miami
You get a drop, you get that sh** for a day
I get that sh** cause I want it
I'm in that sh** gettin' blunted
I'm in that sh** doin' me
Let your new b**h get up on it
I do not care about warrants
I told my lawyer to steam it
Any charges that they throw
I told my lawyer to clean it
[Verse 2: Rich Homie Quan + A$AP Ferg]
I want the bricks and the commas
I want some more and some more
I got them bricks and the commas
I want galore and galore
I am not talkin' 'bout Lira
I fell in love with the mirror
Damages, look at my hair
I f**ed your b**h in the Leer
Twitter fingers in her rear
Make that p**y disappear, yeah, yeah
I dropped a 4 in a 20 and Fanta
NYC all the way down to Atlanta
I rock your b**h like a Gucci bandana
I'm feelin' myself just like Tony Montana
I snort the caine, nah, Tony Montana
I got the mothaf**in' gun
I got the hammer, I'll put my dick in your grandma
Don't ask me why I call you son
I cannot f** her, I'm focused on money
Focused on 20s and 50s and hundreds
Finessin' the plug, we take off and we're runnin'
I can have a rich homie, you know that we stuntin'
I want that green so they callin' me Kermit
Man that boo got me hot, man I feel like I'm burnin'
I beat that lil' p**y like Ike, call me Turner
So get that G string like I just pulled a permit
Finesse
[Hook: A$AP Ferg]
Finesse, finesse
Finesse, finesse
Finesse, finesse
Finesse
[Verse 3: Desiigner + A$AP Ferg + Jim Jones]
Real n***a, f** for real on the reg, n***a
Drive 'em in, rollin' 6s, Durant, n***a
I fell in love with them k**ers, them n***as, they dead n***as
Feel it, come back on that alley, f** with Durant, n***a
Me and A$AP, Jimmy, Jimmy, that's a head, n***a
Feelin' cleared up, k** a n***a for some bread, n***a
n***as talkin', man I'm finna hit 'em with the lead, n***a
Told him, "k** him cause we heard him talkin' to the Feds, n***a"
Whole block full of Bloods, f**in' with them red n***as
Get caught when you come up short with the bread n***as
We some head hitters
I'm that coke dealer
Gettin' more figures
You that broke n***a
Must have called a n***a G-Unit cause we guerrillas
b**hes wanna give me neck cause we gettin' more skrilla
And more skrilla, and more skrilla
f**in' gold diggers, gettin' more bigger
Yeah we feelin' good
[Pre-Hook: A$AP Ferg]
Feelin' good, man I'm feelin' good
Finesse and then I juug
Feelin' good, man I'm feelin' good
Finesse and then I juug
In my hood, walk up in my hood
n***a I wish you would
Feelin' good, man I'm feelin' good
Finesse and then I juug
[Hook: A$AP Ferg]
Finesse, finesse
Finesse, finesse
Finesse, finesse
Finesse, finesse
Finesse and then I juug