Finer Things
Lyrics
Its Joey Banks In This Hoe
Yeah Yeah...
I'm counting this money babe
I'm getting them finer thangs
You can tell right away
All my money straight
Shorty fuck wit my wave
Shorty know a nigga so paid
I can change your vibe today
Make you feel some type of way
Lamborghini super fast
Can we count up lots of cash
She starred at like all my chains
Knew I wasn't like these lames
She didn't want to play no games
She tryna hop in my new Range
Range Yeah
She tryna hop in my new Range
Range Yeah
She tryna hop in my new Range
Range Yeah
She tryna hop in my new Range
That Black on Black
Yeah Yeah
No kizzy she just love the finer things
You can tell by my watch I don't wait
Gotta get it 10 different ways
Niggas like you need breaks
Niggas like you need grace
Water on my neck so pure
Ima leave yo ass on read
Way to busy getting bread
Aye way to lit off meds
With all this drip
I'm drenched
I'm getting them finer thangs
I need another diamond chain
Me and him not the same
I gotta new vibe today
I keep that fye that flame
I ain't got time to wait
I'm getting to the money bae
Lamborghini super fast
Can we count up lots of cash
She starred at like all my chains
Knew I wasn't like these lames
She didn't want to play no games
She trying hop in my new Range
Range Yeah
She trying hop in my new Range
Range Yeah
She trying hop in my new Range
Range Yeah
She trying hop in my new Range
That Black on Black
Yeah Yeah
No kizzy she just love the finer things
Writer(s): Joey Joyner
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid
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