(J-J-Johnny, Cris Dinero)
(Hey, ayy, yeah, ayy, ayy)
(Yeah, ayy, hey, ayy, yeah, ayy)
(Hey, ayy, ayy, yeah, ayy, mhm, yeah)
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
D-Generation ex bitch (Yeah)
She still suck it
Chain shine I can't tuck it
Make you kick the bucket
F*ck it, tough shit
Victory lap, pockets I run bitch
223 gon tummy touch it
Niggas is trash, they be like rubbish
Bitch it's Finesse on the track
Potent my pack
On the block like Venom all black
In the V, did me that dash
Countin' my cash
My rack, it morbidly fat
Acid laced had like two tabs (Wait)
You gon get nicked or get nabbed
Rip you off like a scab (Ooh, yeah)
Boonk gang your bitch she got grabbed (Hey, ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah)
Might finesse a foreign car (Yeah)
All they told me was I was gon be behind bars
Said Finesse wouldn't go far
F*ck, forgot who you are (Ayy, you are)
Bout' it with the blade like En garde
Shawty said I'm a sex symbol (On God)
I smash that bitch like a symbol