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Finesse the Plug Freestyle (feat. J Clu & Ugly Tremaine) Video (MV)






Denimadic - Finesse the Plug Freestyle (feat. J Clu & Ugly Tremaine) Lyrics




Never doubt
Intuition always right
Know they come
To the city for the vibe
Going dumb
On the beat they wonder why
I'mma go
Represent it till I die

Run it up
Used to beg for plays now my shit bangs, like who is he
Shawty throw it back like it's pretty

I just got a pack
Finessed the plug, I made all my money back
I'm multiplying the cheddar like I'm a banker
Then I multiply the vision, like I'm the answer
Hence why I got the dancers
Mix it in the Fanta
Molly touch my water and she bless it, I must thank her
Say she wanna roll with us, her guide through CPT
Damn I wonder why it's always me
They wanna live this rockstar shit upon their knees
I can't f*ck with you, no Visions of The Dollar
I need it all, the crumbs, the guala guala
I hear the call, I doubt that I'm gon' answer
Unless you talking stacks, thats my facts, that's my ransom

Smoking on gas, it's critical
Smoking on gas, it's critical
Smoking on gas, it's critical
All of my bars are spiritual
Shining, a don
I'm beating you

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Never doubt
Intuition always right
Know they come
To the city for the vibe
Going dumb
On the beat they wonder why
I'mma go
Represent it till I die

Run it up
Used to beg for plays now my shit bangs, like who is he
Shawty throw it back like it's pretty

I just got a pack
Finessed the plug, I made all my money back
I'm multiplying the cheddar like I'm a banker
Then I multiply the vision, like I'm the answer
Hence why I got the dancers
Mix it in the Fanta
Molly touch my water and she bless it, I must thank her
Say she wanna roll with us, her guide through CPT
Damn I wonder why it's always me
They wanna live this rockstar shit upon their knees
I can't f*ck with you, no Visions of The Dollar
I need it all, the crumbs, the guala guala
I hear the call, I doubt that I'm gon' answer
Unless you talking stacks, thats my facts, that's my ransom

Smoking on gas, it's critical
Smoking on gas, it's critical
Smoking on gas, it's critical
All of my bars are spiritual
Shining, a don
I'm beating you

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Writer: Cameron Clucas, Luke van Ster
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