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Finesse2tymes - Jail Talk [Official Audio]
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Finesse2tymes
Finesse2tymes
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Daniele Veglia
Daniele Veglia
Songwriter
Darius Henry
Darius Henry
Songwriter
Eugenio Palladino
Eugenio Palladino
Songwriter
Ricky Hampton
Ricky Hampton
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Zach Kornhauser
Zach Kornhauser
Mastering Engineer
Clay Perry
Clay Perry
Mixing Engineer
G-YARD
G-YARD
Producer
Yung Dee
Yung Dee
Producer
Eug
Eug
Producer
Jeff Windle
Jeff Windle
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Dee, you poppin' your shit, nigga I hit that bitch on her stomach, she screamin', "I'm cummin'" I snatch up her bonnet, quit running I come from crack, salami, I used to get head from a junky, I'm just being honest These niggas talking 'bout they steppin', I'm stompin', I promise if you got a problem then run it I turn to Sonic for money, I'm comin' I came up like some motherfuckin' vomit I came up like some motherfuckin' cruntches I came up like motherfuckin' hiccup I put a viper inside of a pick-up Foot on they neck, nigga can't even get up Broke the scale, nigga can't even weigh up 12 hundred for the shave and shape up She ate me up 'fore I went on the stage I skeet on her face and it fucked up her make up So, jumped on the Sprinter and rode up a boat 150 a quarter, 400 a O Nigga was dissin' me when I was jailin' That shit ain't gangster, nigga, you a hoe Ain't no opinion, nigga that's a fact That shit that you just dropped, it was wack Your shooter a leach, your nigga a sucker You a bitch and your- My label didn't want nothin' to do with me, say I'm a gangster, I'm a liability Every time I turn around, niggas trying to get on, so they rap about killin' me Expressing my feelings to bitches when I was locked up, but they still weren't feeling me They were calling it jail talk, they were handling me like I fell off The label didn't want nothin' to do with me, say I'm a gangster, I'm a liability Every time I turn around, niggas trying to get on, so they rap about killin' me Expressing my feelings to bitches when I was locked up, but they still weren't feeling me They were calling it jail talk, they were handling me like I fell off And there's water on me all the way to my feet, when I'm walking it look like I sail off Yesterday, I was fiending for a white bitch had me trying to knock Iggy Azalea off I'll shoot a missile at Coco or some', all this ice on my teeth, so I know she gon' fuck with me Kick her straight out the spot, I ain't got no feelings Bitches thinking I box, I don't kick it Yeah, I'm giving it to niggas like donations Bitch wanna see me like she got me on probation All these police-ass niggas, they watching my pages They want me under investigation They'll see you do better, and they make them hate you They won't even tell you congratulations I'm a boss, but I don't give out applications I don't fuck with nobody, I'm masturbating Rather lock the finesse set, the baguette set, Vapor Max is how I'm doin' it I just landed in first class, she was bad, so I pulled off with the stewardess If you talking nonsense, I don't understand, but I speak money fluently Uncle Willy how I'm barbecuing 100K every Friday, nigga 100K every Saturday, nigga FNG, I'm the chairman, nigga Yeah, I was a diamond in the dirt now they can see my clarity nigga My main bitch, Creole and Indian My side bitch Arabic, nigga I'm fly as a Baltimore Raven, and I just landed in Maryland, nigga The label didn't want nothin' to do with me, say I'm a gangster, I'm a liability Every time I turn around, niggas trying to get on, so they rap about killin' me Expressing my feelings to bitches when I was locked up, but they still weren't feeling me They were calling it jail talk, they were handling me like I fell off The label didn't want nothin' to do with me, say I'm a gangster, I'm a liability Every time I turn around, niggas trying to get on, so they rap about killin' me Expressing my feelings to bitches when I was locked up, but they still weren't feeling me They were calling it jail talk, they were handling me like I fell off They were calling it jail talk (they were calling it jail talk) They were calling it jail talk (they were calling it jail talk) They were calling it jail talk (they were calling it jail talk) (They were calling it jail talk)
Writer(s): Cubeatz, Ricky Hampton, Darius Henry Jr. Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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