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[Chorus: Finlince!]
I don't wanna talk, yeah, I just wanna die
Rub my glasses then I pull out my eyes
I'ma fuckin' do that shit, 'till I fuckin' die
When they see Fin go up they finna cry
Blow past, smoker, yeah I'm finna fly
Yeah you a stoner, yeah bitch you fried
You ain't gotta talk yeah, you ain't gotta try
You don't got bands, lil' boy you don't gotta lie

[Verse 1: FINLINCE!]
Gotta turn to feel it, go up to the celiing
Every shot I make yeah, I just fuckin' kill it
Yeah I steal it, I fill it
I pill it, I drill it
I drill it, these drugs
I pill it

[Verse 2: funeral]
Ruger on me, that shit go so stupid on me
He look at me up and down, no we can get to shootin', homie
I know you a stupid homie, he wrote it down so do it homie
I'm still at yo crib, with yo bitch, and she do it on me
Yeah hoe do a full split on the dick
I'ma go right out wit yo bitch
We up in my house wit yo bitch
And we moving the lights out wit yo bitch
Yeah I'm fuckin' right now wit yo bitch
I put that white-out on yo bitch
She suckin' the life outta my dick
I put the knife right, it go in
Eyes peeled, bitch hello I'm right here
I got what you like here, that goofy boy can die here
We gon' be alright here
We gon' be alright here
[Chorus: Finlince!]
I don't wanna talk, yeah, I just wanna die
Rub my glasses then I pull out my eyes
I'ma fuckin' do that shit, 'till I fuckin' die
When they see Fin go up they finna cry
Blow past, smoker, yeah I'm finna fly
Yeah you a stoner, yeah bitch you fried
You ain't gotta talk yeah, you ain't gotta try
You don't got bands, lil' boy you don't gotta lie