finesse cult anthem lyrics
by yuke
[Intro: jaydes]
Finesse cult, finesse cult (Gri— Grimoire)
Finesse cult, finesse cult
I really hate these n*ggas, yuh
Finesse cult, finesse cult
Finesse cult, finesse cult
I really hate these n*ggas, yuh
I really hate these n*ggas, yuh
(Hood-Hood-Hood-Hood-Hood-Hoodrich)
[Chorus: jaydes]
Yeah, yeah, yea-yeah
Yeah, yea-yeah
Finesse cult, finesse cult (Yea-yeah) (You havе no heart)
Finesse cult, finеsse cult (Yea-yeah)
Finesse cult, finesse cult (Aye, aye)
I really hate these n*ggas, yuh
I really hate these n*ggas, yuh (You have no—)
I really hate these n*ggas, yuh
[Verse 1: jaydes]
Slide can't no pictures
Xanax got her dizzy
I'll really smoke up the scene
No diddy
I don't f*ck wit you G
You can't tote wit me
[Chorus: jaydes]
Finesse cult, finesse cult (Gri— Grimoire)
Finesse cult, finesse cult
I really hate these n*ggas, yuh
Finesse cult, finesse cult
Finesse cult, finesse cult
I really hate these n*ggas, yuh
I really hate these n*ggas, yuh
[Verse 2: yuke]
She gave her blood to Goetia
I should've knew she's an eater, aye
New kicks, they still my beaters, aye
I sold my soul to Goetia
Finesse cult
b*tch off the coke can't feel her nose
Trap finesse cult, no you can't go
Ain't sh*t for free, can't front, you dope
Gobbilygoo pack got my eyes low
Look in her eyes and imma die slow
Pop-out wit' Yen, we under their toe
Got a ho talm' like, "Where did he go?"
Where did he go?
Trap finesse cult, now he a vessel (Bleh)
[Verse 3: jaydes]
Bought a few bags from my shooter, aye
I'm 'bout to ring up my jeweller, aye
See how they came wit' a coolin k
[Outro: jaydes & both]
Finesse cult, finesse cult
Finesse cult, finesse cult
Finesse cult, finesse cult
Finesse cult, finesse cult