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Finesse2Tymes - Go [Official Audio]
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Finesse2Tymes
Finesse2Tymes
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Deundraeus Portis
Deundraeus Portis
Songwriter
Malikov Bulat Radikovich
Malikov Bulat Radikovich
Songwriter
Ricky Hampton
Ricky Hampton
Songwriter
YMB Carter
YMB Carter
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jeff Windle
Jeff Windle
Mixing Engineer
Warrick Gibbs
Warrick Gibbs
Mixing Engineer
Ypm Carter
Ypm Carter
Producer
Twysted Genius
Twysted Genius
Producer

Lyrics

Twist y'all niggas up (Twysted Genius, baby) Two of 'em I ain't riding no rap nigga dick, I don't need no rap nigga cosign I ain't fucking with him, I ain't fucking with you, so you can't say I'm playing both sides I want 25 for a feature, ten for the video, don't try to bargain 'Cause where was you when I was starving? Facing 30 years for them charges These niggas in competition Better not cross that line, I'm superstitious Better not give up a dime to these groupies bitches Niggas beefing on songs, they dry-snitching Wanna get me locked up, can't do nothin' with me VVS Skydweller was one-fifty I ain't followin' no trends, I'm sеttin' 'em Streets say I'm the god, I blessеd 'em Niggas bet that I lose, I'm bettin' 'em, I put that on my life, I'ma run up a B I'm breakin' these hoes, you sweatin' 'em, better not give a ho shit, she gon' fuck off the P From the D to the A From the A to the H, from the H to the Bay 100K every state I just ran up a half mill' in a day (bitch) What record label? I don't need your guidance, don't try to sign me I just landed private Unloaded the jet, pulled off in a hybrid VVSs from Wafi She say she want a chain, I told that bitch, "Stop it" You already know how the motto go, bitch, sock it to a nigga pockets Bring me that, go run me up some more, on my way to the show in a Lambo' They was dissing me while I was in jail, now these niggas done ran out of ammo I know that they watching, I know that they listening, but they ain't saying shit And if them niggas wanna kill me, my nigga, then why the fuck is I ain't dead yet? Niggas doin' all that dope talk, how the fuck is you ain't gone fed yet? Ride 'round with a rat nigga, why the fuck he ain't shot in the head yet? And my paperwork read, "No cooperation, no assistance to the government" It was ugly Now it's lovely If a price on my head, I double it If a price on my head, I triple it If a price on my head, I triple it I just came in a ho face so hard, you would've thought it was triplets They was waitin' on me and debatin' on me I was locked up, they was hatin' on me They was preyin' on me, I was prayin' for 'em These niggas bitches in man form These niggas bitches in man form These niggas bitches in man form These niggas bitches in man form Preyin' on me, I was prayin' for 'em These niggas bitches in man form
Writer(s): Deundraeus Portis, Ricky Hampton, Ymb Carter Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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