Master Finesser by Keffa Lyrics

[Verse 1]

Rollin'(x3)
Smokin' on that potent
Sippin' on this potion
Tryna control my emotions
But I'm feeling oxytocin
And I can't seem to focus
With all of this commotion
Girl I'm feelin' so impulsive
Girl I know you bout it, bout it
Girl I know you down to down it
Girl I'm rollin' up the loudest
But it's gettin' kind of crowded
So let's take this somewhere quiet
Girl I know you so excited
Girl I know you wanna ride it
I know you want me inside it

[Low Picth Vocals]
In the back of the beamer
Beat it up like a boxer
Dick game got you hittin' notes
Like the opera
You fucking with the real deal
He's just an impostor
Told her life's a movie
She said "I deserve an Oscar"
Pants sag, ting tight
Cheefin' like a Rasta
Swervin' in the club
All sauced, no pasta
Shittin' on your written
Knocking rappers off your roster
I told you, you dealing with a
Motherfucking monster

[Chorus]

You ain't got a hold like this
On a hoe like this
Got her sold like this

You ain't bout to blow like this
Got no hoe like this
Counting doe like this
Yeah I know you tryna roll like this
Tight flow like this
Ice cold like this

Master
Finesser
[X2]