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Fingers Up

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Fingers Up

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Fingers up

Don't give a fuck

They know what's up

When I put them fingers up

Fingers up

Don't give a fuck

They know what's up

I know

That these niggas kind of fake

Why these bitches all in my face

When they know I don't parlay

They know

I'm so used to going h.a.m

I don't really give a damn

Put your fingers up

I know

That these niggas kind of fake

Why these bitches all in my face

When they know I don't parlay

They know

I'm so used to going h.a.m

I don't really give a damn

Put your fingers up

Okay, hands up with a middle finger

Let 'em know I don't give a fuck

I heard I got a little competition

Therefore she ain't big enough

Big enough

Yo' money ain't

I'm serving hoes

No dinner plates

I'm out here doing my damn thing

So they honor me

I'm like a holiday

Memorials cause' it's r.I.p

Niggas soft like warren b

Bitches mad cause' I'm hitting notes

Now they man calling me tink g

Tink g but I stay sharp

I keep a bag like a shopping cart

All these haters up on my dick

That condom size about a extra large

T-size like knee highs

I'm coming up and they mad about it

Flexin' on bitches I'm taking they niggas

I drop a few bars now get it shawty

Oops I ain't mean to do that

I'm a beast and I might hurt feelings

But a bitch got to know that I could care less

Middle fingers up to the ceiling

I ain't tryna parlay

Fuck we need to talk for

I'm just tryna get paid

Call that green shit rondo

Call these rappers ceily

All they life they been sneak dissing

A lot of hoes want to be me

So all your life you be reminiscing

Fingers up but it's four missing

Fuck you like a naughty christian

Tell 'em to get they praise on

Get up on your knees speaking tongues

Speaking in tongues I be spitting this shit

That be having these weak bitches ready to quit

Probably the reason why bitches be hating

And waiting to comment on all of my shit

Get real

Mtv

Two headed dog

Yea that's me

Yes I'm a savage

Bitches need practice

You ain't running shit like two left feet

Oops I ain't mean to say that

I'm a beast and I might break spirits

But a bitch got to know that I could care less

Turn fingers up 'till she hear it

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