Trauma Tone - Finesse lyrics

[Intro] Prima donna, n***a (Can I get a light?) Stay blessed, won't get finessed, n***a (Pa** me the Henny) It's that Tangirl sh** And you call me sh**? Ah n***as can't flex with us Can't sit with us, can't cut the check with us, nah 100 Keep It, n***a [Verse 1] These b**hes ain't with the sh**s My b**hes they with the sh**s Where the pint, where the Henny? Need a fifth Take a shot or take a sip Where my b**hes that be down to get lit? And be too legit to quit Walk in the do', take over the vip n***as can't pimp but be really some simps Tanboys do that and them Tangirls do this Ho, never heard of your name, who you with? State your biz Pa** me the AUX cord, Mr. Uber driver It smell like bogeys so I know you smoke Take one hit of this and you bound to choke I'ma get you high, let's hit the road [Pre-Hook] Bumping "Slumber Party," by Gucci Mane See my tattoo on my hand and ask me, "Girl, do you sing?" I say, "I do my thing, and I'm into finer things Like that Cash Money, bling blang," p**y make these rappers sing [Hook] Stay blessed, won't get finessed Stay blessed, won't get finessed Where's my b**hes that's bout them checks? Stack ones and we turn 'em into M's f** boys, won't f** with them OG b**h, I spit them gems Stay blessed, won't get finessed Stay blessed, won't get finessed Where's my b**hes that's bout them checks? f** boys, won't f** with them Stacking hunnids and we turn 'em into M's OG b**h, I spit them gems [Verse 2] Let's go, I'ma stay single, get paid Keep n***as feeding me grapes in the shade Conjugal fever I cannot be tamed High like Aaliyah, spit fire and flames Doing a hunnid I might hydroplane Skrrrtt skrrrtt, doing a hunnid I might hydroplane Every n***a I f** with come back Put in work in the streets and they love that Looking for me you can find me where the funds at If you trying to pull some bullsh**, f** that Put the p**y to his mouth tell him run that Where the cash at, n***a, where them d** at? Where the cash at, n***a, where them d** at? [Pre-Hook] Bumping "Slumber Party," by Gucci Mane See my tattoo on my hand and ask me, "Girl, do you sing?" I say, "I do my thing, and I'm into finer things Like that Cash Money, bling blang," p**y make these rappers sing [Hook] Stay blessed, won't get finessed Stay blessed, won't get finessed Where's my b**hes that's bout them checks? Stack ones and we turn 'em into M's f** boys, won't f** with them OG b**h, I spit them gems Stay blessed, won't get finessed Stay blessed, won't get finessed Where's my b**hes that's bout them checks? f** boys, won't f** with them Stacking hunnids and we turn 'em into M's OG b**h, I spit them gems [Outro] If you ain't got no money then my b**hes acting funny Play these n***as like dummies, that's my best friend, yeah she love me We f**ing with them druggies that be sipping on that muddy Mix the Henny with bubbly, keep the [?] talking like Cudi If you ain't got no money then my b**hes acting funny Play these n***as like dummies, that's my best friend, yeah she love me We f**ing with them druggies that be sipping on that muddy Mix the Henny with bubbly, keep the [?] talking like Cudi