NajaesBeats - Finer Things (Remix) lyrics

[Intro: Jake Lord] Who are you? We not the same you are not gang Making exchange, money take the pain away Yaah Money take the pain, away [Verse 1: Jake Lord] Rollin' round in a Lexus Bad b**h she from Texas Diamonds having you can't flexus Celiné supreme for my next b**h Yeah, I got that flame boy We are not one and the same I am not playin' no games n***a, uh, you are a lame [Verse 2: KydNice] They be like "Hey how you do this?" Way up like a buddhist Jesus all you n***as shooters f**ing around meet a Jewist New b**h she a nudist She in my text like "Who this?" And all her friends like ball players And all my n***as be recruiters Oh here we go again it's so evident that we gonna win I always painted out, you can see the words when a f**ing pimp [Pre-Hook: Jake Lord] Unlock the door, come in my room Here go picking with me, she not texting you [Hook: KydNice] I am not f**ing with you lames Cause I'm having now the finer things I am not f**ing with you lames Cause I'm having now the finer things Finer things, finer things, finer things Finer things, finer things, finer things [Verse 3: Niykee Heaton] Alright I got this You play up for keeps (me too) Feel me and you bet you lay with me (me too) What's the prerequisite for flexing cuz these b**hes got me guessing; is that Chanel or JC Penny, damn you petty (me too) Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up who that new chick hola Hola, hola, hola can you dance while I controlla Went from debut chains to brown rings Can't afford all the finer things, finer things [Hook: KydNice & Niykee Heaton] Finer things, finer things, finer things Finer things, finer things, finer things