Lyrics The Finesse by Y2

I was sliding down I-35
Choppa in my lap my black and mild in my mouth
If I don't get that mail then it's murda on my mind
I'm just out here with the gang this b*t*h keep bangin my line

I'm trill
That's how a n***a feel
I'm trill
That's how a n***a feel
I'm trill
That's how a n***a feel
I'm trill
That's how a n***a feel

Dismiss this b*t*h wit the quickness
Lil drip like yo dishes in the kitchen
I just switched up on my plug
Too many glitches
Big ass kid I'm still sh*ttin on these n***as
I ain't Sza but my sh*t be hittin different
I'm just thinkin new Mercedes wit the switches
Need that check to look like cell phone number digits
n***as think I worship satan all these sixes

Pop a lil bean gon pop a lil ting
Gon pop a lil freak gon drop a lil lean
Pop a lil bean gon pop a lil ting
Gon pop a lil freak gon drop a lil lean
Pop a lil bean gon pop a lil ting
Gon pop a lil freak gon drop a lil lean
Pop a lil bean gon pop a lil ting
Gon pop a lil freak gon drop a lil lean

I stay in that P all day like Pinterest
Fix my teeth wit some diamonds
f**k a dentist
Heard he snitching we gon pop up like some widgets
Short handed Choppa bout the size of midgets
Skate on n***as but don't never shop at Tilly's
I just f**k em I don't cuff or cop the titties
Cuz I'm hot these b*t*hes blow on me like chili
Ain't no trucker but I always keep a semi

Pop a lil bean gon pop a lil ting
Gon pop a lil freak gon drop a lil lean
Pop a lil bean gon pop a lil ting
Gon pop a lil freak gon drop a lil lean
Pop a lil bean gon pop a lil ting
Gon pop a lil freak gon drop a lil lean
Pop a lil bean gon pop a lil ting
Gon pop a lil freak gon drop a lil lean

I'm trill
That's how a n***a feel
I'm trill
That's how a n***a feel
I'm trill
That's how a n***a feel
I'm trill
That's how a n***a feel