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Finesse Video (MV)




Performed By: Sonny Trill
Length: 2:18
Written by: John Medlock




Sonny Trill - Finesse Lyrics




I act A fool with the flex im at the school of Finesse graduate top of the class
Come in and run up a check a hundred a hundred on this hundred a hundred on that
I got a play on the line tell these labels i aint gonna sign all these haters
I pay them no mind im coming through with the flex coupe it say 2 on the dash
I gotta Do it the best

I gotta Run me some bands up
I done took f*ck it up made it an anthem ima keep sonning you niggas im Sanford
I'll put that trey on your head I wouldn't chance it I take your bae
And i made Her my dancer you call her phone she with me she don't answer
She gave me face while I'm driving on camera
She swallow babies on babies no pampers run it up

Really I'm feeling myself got a whole lotta drip on the shelf
Bring it out and give niggas some hell
Bitch I'm the trillest alive if it's a problem no duckin
We slide couple shots of the cup and I'm fine

I act A fool with the flex
I'm at the school of Finesse
Graduate top of the class
Come in and run up a check
A hundred a hundred on this
A hundred a hundred on that
I got A play on the line tell these labels i aint gonna
Sign all these haters i pay em no mind im coming through with the flex coupe
It say two on the dash i gotta Do it the best
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I act A fool with the flex im at the school of Finesse graduate top of the class
Come in and run up a check a hundred a hundred on this hundred a hundred on that
I got a play on the line tell these labels i aint gonna sign all these haters
I pay them no mind im coming through with the flex coupe it say 2 on the dash
I gotta Do it the best

I gotta Run me some bands up
I done took f*ck it up made it an anthem ima keep sonning you niggas im Sanford
I'll put that trey on your head I wouldn't chance it I take your bae
And i made Her my dancer you call her phone she with me she don't answer
She gave me face while I'm driving on camera
She swallow babies on babies no pampers run it up

Really I'm feeling myself got a whole lotta drip on the shelf
Bring it out and give niggas some hell
Bitch I'm the trillest alive if it's a problem no duckin
We slide couple shots of the cup and I'm fine

I act A fool with the flex
I'm at the school of Finesse
Graduate top of the class
Come in and run up a check
A hundred a hundred on this
A hundred a hundred on that
I got A play on the line tell these labels i aint gonna
Sign all these haters i pay em no mind im coming through with the flex coupe
It say two on the dash i gotta Do it the best
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Writer: John Medlock
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