Jim Jones – Finesse (feat. Rich Homie Quan, A$AP Ferg & Desi

Jim Jones – Finesse (feat. Rich Homie Quan, A$AP Ferg & Desiigner) Lyrics

Finesse

Jim Jones (feat. Rich Homie Quan, A$AP Ferg & Desiigner)

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"Finesse." - Jim Jones (feat. Rich Homie Quan, A$AP Ferg & Desiigner)

Sunday, 25 October 2026, 06:10 pm

Album: Finesse (feat. Rich Homie Quan, A$AP Ferg & Desiigner) - Single

Track No: 01

Feelin' good, man I'm feelin' good
Finesse and then I juug
Feelin' good, man I'm feelin' good
Finesse and then I juug
In my hood, walk up in my hood
**** I wish you would
Feelin' good, yeah I'm feelin' good
Finesse and then I juug
Finesse, finesse
Finesse, finesse
Finesse, finesse
Finesse, finesse
Finesse and then I juug
We got the bricks and the yay
We got that shit you don't weigh
We get them package of loud
I got that shit from the Bay
I know some Crips in L.A
I know some Bloods out in Harlem
I got my bitch on the way
She got a bitch on the way
I got some ****, they put the clips in the K
I got some chicks in the A
You took a trip to Miami
You get a drop, you get that shit for a day
I get that shit cause I want it
I'm in that shit gettin' blunted
I'm in that shit doin' me
Let your new bitch get up on it
I do not care about warrants
I told my lawyer to steam it
Any charges that they throw
I told my lawyer to clean it
I want the bricks and the commas
I want some more and some more
I got them bricks and the commas
I want galore and galore
I am not talkin' 'bout lyra
I fell in love with the mirror
Damages, look at my hair
I fucked your bitch in the Leer
Make that pussy disappear, yeah, yeah
I dropped a 4 in a 20 and Fanta
NYC all the way down to Atlanta
I rock your bitch like a Gucci bandana
I'm feelin' myself just like Tony Montana
I snort the caine, nah, Tony Montana
I got the mothafuckin' gun
I got the hammer, I'll put my dick in your grandma
Don't ask me why I call you son
I cannot fuck her, I'm focused on money
Focused on 20s and 50s and hundreds
Finessin' the plug, we take off and we're runnin'
I can have a rich homie, you know that we stuntin'
I want that green so they callin' me Kermit
Man that boo got me hot, man I feel like I'm burnin'
I beat that lil' pussy like Ike, call me Turner
So get that G string like I just pulled a permit
Finesse
Finesse, finesse
Finesse, finesse
Finesse, finesse
Finesse
Real ****, fuck for real on the reg, ****
Drive 'em in, rollin' 6s, Durant, ****
I fell in love with them killers, them ****, they dead ****
Feel it, come back on that alley, fuck with Durant, ****
Me and A$AP, Jimmy, Jimmy, that's a head, ****
Feelin' cleared up, kill a **** for some bread, ****
**** talkin', man I'm finna hit 'em with the lead, ****
Told him, "Kill him cause we heard him talkin' to the Feds, ****"
Whole block full of Bloods, fuckin' with them red ****
Get caught when you come up short with the bread ****
We some head hitters
I'm that coke dealer
Gettin' more figures
You that broke ****
Must have called a **** G-Unit cause we guerrillas
Bitches wanna give me neck cause we gettin' more skrilla
And more skrilla, and more skrilla
Fuckin' gold diggers, gettin' more bigger
Yeah we feelin' good
Feelin' good, man I'm feelin' good
Finesse and then I juug
Feelin' good, man I'm feelin' good
Finesse and then I juug
In my hood, walk up in my hood
**** I wish you would
Feelin' good, man I'm feelin' good
Finesse and then I juug
Finesse, finesse
Finesse, finesse
Finesse, finesse
Finesse, finesse
Finesse and then I juug

Writer(s): Rich Homie Quan, Desiigner, A$AP Ferg, Jim Jones.

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