Fine sh*t lyrics

by

NoCap



[Intro: NoCap, Rob49, Both]
Uh (Yeah)
(Al Geno on the track)
Yeah (Al Geno on the track)

[Chorus: NoCap]
Uh, shorty know she pressure, she got it together
You ain't gotta tell her, she know she some fine sh*t
No ho ain't on her level, she a real stepper
God really blessed her, she know she some fine sh*t
My lil' fine sh*t, yeah, that's my lil' fine sh*t
My lil' fine sh*t, yeah, that's my lil' fine sh*t
My lil' fine sh*t, yeah, that's my lil' fine sh*t
I gotta treat her good just 'cause she a bad b*tch

[Verse 1: NoCap & Rob49]
Uh, all the ballers wanna get in there, huh
She was that before she bought her ass, huh
Without no effort, she make b*tches mad, huh
But it ain't her fault them b*tches sad, huh
Her section full of bad b*tches
Counted up her bag different
Post her friend and tag down, she ain't on no hatin' sh*t
Gangster, but her face pretty, shorty don't do no slippin'
She don't wait for no n*gga, she ain't on no waitin' list (Yeah)
Girl, you know that you a ten like this Yerc'
Tell that n*gga spent some bands, buy a purse or somethin'
Stack on my shoes, another band for the shirt
They waste some liquor, oh, man, I'ma probably murk 'em and somethin'
She really ratchet, but her ass sittin' bougie
She standin' still, but her ass still movin'
She bad and petite, titties sittin' neat
She know she a problem, she 'bout every dollar (Yeah)
[Chorus: NoCap & Rob49]
Uh, shorty know she pressure, she got it together
You ain't gotta tell her, she know she some fine sh*t
No ho ain't on her level, she a real stepper
God really blessed her, she know she some fine sh*t
My lil' fine sh*t, yeah, that's my lil' fine sh*t
My lil' fine sh*t, yeah, that's my lil' fine sh*t
My lil' fine sh*t, yeah, that's my lil' fine sh*t
I gotta treat her good just 'cause she a bad b*tch (Yeah)

[Verse 2: Rob49]
Darkskin b*tch my chocolate Easter bunny (Easter bunny, yeah)
Yeah, huh, really havin' that sh*t, bae, hit my line if you need somethin' from me (Yeah)
Yeah, heard your last n*gga ain't on nothin' at all (Ain't on nothin' at all)
sh*t, takin' a bad b*tch to Turks and Caicos for the summer
Alright, I'm rich, I'm that n*gga (Sure), I'm up seven figures (Yeah)
I trick off if she freaky (Sure), I ain't payin' for no pus*y (At all)
I ain't never tryna lose you, baby, like Flo Milli (Yeah)
Darkskin thick b*tch, that's my type, bae, you different (Yeah)
Darkskin thick b*tch, that's my type, nickname her [?] (Yeah)
She ain't never get a dollar from a n*gga 'cause she don't listen, sh*t (At all)
Tell her bend over, I tell her to pop that lil' pus*y, she pop that lil' pus*y (Yeah)
Soon as she started lookin', b*tch, get on your back, I'ma eat her lil' cookie (Mwah)
Ooh, you gave me that pus*y, you took it, sh*t, eatin' that pus*y like nuggets (Yeah)
Pull me close when we f*ckin' (Yeah)
f*ck her so good, I ain't nuttin' (At all)
sh*t, she ain't f*ckin' me like you f*ck her (f*ck her)
He ain't f*ck you like me, f*ck him (f*ck him)
Treatin' the ho like nothin' (Let's do it), sh*t, whole time really love me (Yeah)
She some fine sh*t (Let's do it), for some fine sh*t (Yeah), she some fine sh*t (Yeah)
I can't even lie (Yeah), bae, your mama made some fine sh*t
She some fine sh*t, her friend some fine sh*t (Yeah), they all some fine sh*t (Yeah)
I can't lie, b*tch, your mama made some fine sh*t (Yeah)
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