finer things lyrics

by

yuke



[Intro]
Yo
Ay, I said yo
(f*ck off the airwaves)

[Chorus]
Wake up count that cake
Pained up gouda shoot yo' face
I don't want the new things, b*tch, I want finer things
They say yuke getting recognition, like finally
This b*tch ask "Where you be?"
I said "It ain't hard find me" (Plugg)
And she gave me heart, she said it all for me
And she gave me heart, she said−
Yo, sick in head (sick)
I feel like I'm dead (dead)
Yo, sick in head (sick)
Yo, sick in head (sick)

[Verse 2]
You always be on bullsh*t, I just be on cool sh*t
Ridin' with my dudes and sh*t
We smokin' lot of doobies, b*tch
Ridin' 'round we split you, b*tch
We get yo' heart and f*ck yo' sh*t
Slick diss up on the Miss, now his face on the pavement
I been on some new sh*t with Spike we outdated
How I just got out the bed and yo' b*tch tryna take it?
Told her just to face it, I don't want you, I'm blatant
And if they try to pull me over I will never say sh*t
b*tch, I don't know English
b*tch, I don't know− yo
Hey, yuh
[Chorus]
Wake up count that cake
Pained up gouda shoot yo' face
I don't want the new things, b*tch, I want finer things
They say yuke getting recognition, like finally
This b*tch ask "Where you be?"
I said "It ain't hard find me"
And she gave me heart, she said it all for me
And she gave me heart, she said−
Yo, sick in head (sick)
I feel like I'm dead (dead)
Yo, sick in head (sick)
Yo, sick in head (sick)
(f*ck off the airwaves)

[Bridge]
So sick, b*tch, so sick
So dead and she feel so sick

[Outro]
I been on some new sh*t with Spike we outdated
How I just got out the bed and yo' b*tch tryna take it? (Plugg)
Told her just to face it, I don't want you, I'm blatant
And if they try to pull me over I will never say sh*t
b*tch, I don't know English
b*tch, I don't know− yo
Hey, yuh
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