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Mark Muzik - Heavy Finesse (feat. Gunna Da Demon) Lyrics



Mark Muzik - Heavy Finesse (feat. Gunna Da Demon) Lyrics




Mark Music
What's the deal
We finesse
Let's get it done

Them bitches get wetter with money, they f*ckin' whoever is next
I was booked with no money, nigga, now it's heavier checks
Heavy finesse
Mama told me gonna do what I did and this never regrets

I got the key to the city, the streets and the key to success
Heavy finesse
My main bitch, she a shooter, she on trip like
I give her a dick when I'm wrong, I just call her to get right

As soon as I'm done, she say, Gunna, you know you ain't shit right
I'm in the money, you simple as f*ck, get your shit right
Finessin' for niggas, I f*ck her, then leave, get her next
Finessin' you niggas, you take her to eat for the neck

She tell my brother she love how I keep her in check
She go to work for her money, I'm keepin' her check
Deep in the chest, f*ck with the D in the wet
Smoke in the deep when I'm stressed, I'm on parole

I give a f*ck, I'm finessin' to f*ck him, I need me a neck
See through the tent, pussy, you tried it, I pop it, Kareef for the tank
See me finesse
Them bitches get wetter with money, they f*ckin' whoever is next

I was booked with no money, nigga, now it's heavier checks
Heavy finesse
Mama told me, Gunna, do what I did and this never regrets
I got the key to the city, the streets, and the key to success

Heavy finesse
Finessin', finessin', that's heaven, don't wet him up
I'm bout to drama, et cetera, I'm with whatever, whoever win
I pop a perk and I level up, EZ told me, bro, you better win

We been finessin' forever, my nigga, let's get it, we got it, it's evident
I got a gang in the state jail, fight in the state, that's a straight L
Pretty heavy, need a weight scale, no nicks, all weight cells
No bricks, bitch, dumb hoes, 1212s, got slung O's

All chasing, nigga, one go, got a team, got one bro
Whoa
Them bitches get wetter with money, they f*ckin' whoever is next
I was booked with no money, nigga, now it's heavier checks

Heavy finesse
Mama told me gonna do what I did and this never regrets
I got the key to the city, the streets, and the key to success
Heavy finesse

What's wrong with these niggas, man? We finesse everything
The plug, these bitches, where did it get lost, nigga
No sign of, no sign
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Mark Music
What's the deal
We finesse
Let's get it done

Them bitches get wetter with money, they f*ckin' whoever is next
I was booked with no money, nigga, now it's heavier checks
Heavy finesse
Mama told me gonna do what I did and this never regrets

I got the key to the city, the streets and the key to success
Heavy finesse
My main bitch, she a shooter, she on trip like
I give her a dick when I'm wrong, I just call her to get right

As soon as I'm done, she say, Gunna, you know you ain't shit right
I'm in the money, you simple as f*ck, get your shit right
Finessin' for niggas, I f*ck her, then leave, get her next
Finessin' you niggas, you take her to eat for the neck

She tell my brother she love how I keep her in check
She go to work for her money, I'm keepin' her check
Deep in the chest, f*ck with the D in the wet
Smoke in the deep when I'm stressed, I'm on parole

I give a f*ck, I'm finessin' to f*ck him, I need me a neck
See through the tent, pussy, you tried it, I pop it, Kareef for the tank
See me finesse
Them bitches get wetter with money, they f*ckin' whoever is next

I was booked with no money, nigga, now it's heavier checks
Heavy finesse
Mama told me, Gunna, do what I did and this never regrets
I got the key to the city, the streets, and the key to success

Heavy finesse
Finessin', finessin', that's heaven, don't wet him up
I'm bout to drama, et cetera, I'm with whatever, whoever win
I pop a perk and I level up, EZ told me, bro, you better win

We been finessin' forever, my nigga, let's get it, we got it, it's evident
I got a gang in the state jail, fight in the state, that's a straight L
Pretty heavy, need a weight scale, no nicks, all weight cells
No bricks, bitch, dumb hoes, 1212s, got slung O's

All chasing, nigga, one go, got a team, got one bro
Whoa
Them bitches get wetter with money, they f*ckin' whoever is next
I was booked with no money, nigga, now it's heavier checks

Heavy finesse
Mama told me gonna do what I did and this never regrets
I got the key to the city, the streets, and the key to success
Heavy finesse

What's wrong with these niggas, man? We finesse everything
The plug, these bitches, where did it get lost, nigga
No sign of, no sign
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Writer: Marquis Mathis
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Performed By: Mark Muzik
Language: English
Length: 3:39
Written by: Marquis Mathis

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