[Intro: jaydes]
(Finesse cult)
Uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh
(You have no heart!)

[Verse 1: jaydes]
Bitch you speaking rat, ride round, we're not fucking with ya
We just fucking on ya hoe, yeah, we’re not fucking with ya
We ain't said nothing when I was in there with ya
My bitch [?]
Yeah, walk out, slap them hard, you probably think that shit hard
Yeah, hit a stain on that J, he probably won't get far
Yeah, hit a stain on that J, he probably won’t get far
Why your jeans so big? Cause I sag too much
Why you questioning a n***a? Get a bag, lil' bruh
Light candle, light blunt, five packs of them runts
Bite the swag off my dick, put some rats in you, bruh
N***a, your shit still absent I'm not atting you, bruh

[Verse 2: yuke]
Yuh, cash bitch, I got it, huh
New hoes, I get it, yeah
Shots for your lil' fitted, yuh
I shoot at your fitted, yuh
Bitch on molly, lit as fuck
I'm too blunt, I'm in her gut
Lil' ho, tryna play me, I ain't dumb
Money on yo’ head, get yo’ ass gone
Blo-Blow the check, make it back, money too long
Do-Don't give a fuck, bitch, I’m smokin' on strong
N***as stay silent, you don't want me to do ya wrong
Yo' ass st-stay silent in that courtroom
Fuck a lil’ chest, we gon' aim at his dome
Callin' his bitch, he hear the bitch moan
I don't do handouts, I don't do loans
I run down on a n***a, show him what's gone
Aye, ain't no n***a that I fear
Japanese denim, you're shoppin' at Sears
In my own lane, I don't even got peers
N***a got shot and left dead, like a deer
N***as be roleplayin' like Madea
Trapfinessecult, this the Goetia
She in a cult, she gotta be a leader
Succubus, where she at? I'm tryna met her
I don't wanna text, bitch, just meet up
Popped the cosmo and the wanda, I'm geeked up
Without the Goetia, be blastin' your speakers
They gotta be smokin', she thinkin' I need her
(Skee)
(Audio Grimoire)
(Audio Grimoire)
(Finesse cult)