Finesser lyrics

[Chorus: Quavo]
Finesser, finesser
Finesser, finesser
This is my life, (my life, my life)
This is my life
Finesser, finesser
Finesser, finesser
This is my life
This is my life (finesse, finesse, finesse)

[Verse 1: Quavo]
Finessed the plug by the check, I hop on a jet, I go to Quebec
When I went to the jeweler didn't know what I wanted
And I told him as long as my diamonds are wet
I am a blessing and you are a curse
I only finesse the plug with words
Placed the order, I ordered the birds
She put 'em in a car then a young n*gga skurrt
Teen bands in the suitcase no flex
Young n*gga in the hood, walking round sellin nicks
Ever since a young n*gga, balling like a Net
And I got a Asian plug, no Jeremy Lin
Let the top back, let your hair blow in the wind
Finesse the plug, I don’t need a Benjamin
Judge out of trial so you know I'm innocent
Smoking on gas blunts longer than incense
[Chorus: Quavo]
Finesser, finesser
Finesser, finesser
This is my life, (my life, my life)
This is my life
Finesser, finesser
Finesser, finesser
This is my life
This is my life (finesse, finesse, finesse)

[Verse 2: Offset]
Juug, Finesse, Steal
I gotta have a mil
I was raised on the hill like Jack and the Jill
Do anything just to pay them bills
My brother caught 15 waiting for the pill
When a n*gga broke, he coming at your throat
Tryna' sell the coke but it really is soap
My lil' n*gga Shad got smoked
Hungry for the money, trying to get the dough
sh*t get real, n*gga tried to kill
All this bullsh*t for a dollar bill
Hoes set you up, they don’t give a f*ck
Tryna' get ya bucks, watch who you f*ck
Plug’s like a socket, gotta keep the rocket
Tryna get a profit, running to that money like Sonic
All my cars robotic
No Master P, but "I'm Bout It" gone
[Chorus: Quavo]
Finesser, finesser
Finesser, finesser
This is my life, (my life, my life)
This is my life
Finesser, finesser
Finesser, finesser
This is my life
This is my life (finesse, finesse, finesse)

[Verse 3: Takeoff]
Finessing and flexing like Wrestlers
Indian plug in that castle
Bald headed Jag, got cancer
Turn your main b*tch to a dirty dancer
I’m cooking and wrapping them chickens
Finessing these n*ggas on tickets
If I f*ck with ya, I’mma give you a straight drop
If its anotha' n*gga I gotta remix it
Flipping them patties like Krabby's
My shoes is Prada's or Bally's
Finessing since I can remember
My wrist so cold, December
I’m selling T-bones, they tender
That steel wrapped around me like Bender
Difference between me and you
I'm real and you a pretender
[Chorus: Quavo]
Finesser, finesser
Finesser, finesser
This is my life, (my life, my life)
This is my life
Finesser, finesser
Finesser, finesser
This is my life
This is my life (finesse, finesse, finesse)