Finesse Hunter

(Do I like men?)
 (Oh, I love men)
 (Hah-Ha)
 (Sure)
 I bless hoes off a gold touch
 Rapid movement like a gold rush
 Don't step to me if you don't know much
 Y'all still tryna grasp my old clutch
 Bitches see me and hit the toe touch
 These raps is drowsy like zzzquil
 Man it's hard for me to keep still
 Shorty get bored and take a Beats Pill
 They make a hobby tryna beat Vel
 If I don't body, I don't eat well
 My accolades through the roof
 Ya I like to save
 Stack financial aid through the booth
 Man these women like to pay for my truth
 But I give it to Vivian for free
 I live it so vividly
 Like picture me in Italy
 Saying Sicilian dishes, see a million bitches
 Karma karma karma chameleon switches
 Never switched up crews but my style did
 Put my number dialed it
 Miles'd it, did more than what a while did
 I'm breaking bank off exclusives
 Verѕes top elusive
 Bitches making a gang of excuses
 Verѕus knocking tooth's in
 Verѕes my noggin profiting off of 2 cents
 Causing problems
 Ya verse is not an option nuisance
 Yeah, I got it from here, Buzz
 Wood-y even share
 If he brought us the Ham here cus
 If I gotta hear this Toy's Story
 Man this boys boring
 And it sound like he having a lightyear does
 I'm that digital dope
 Finesse hunter
 Rep the West on her
 Pistol grip pump
 Connect Wonder
 I drop impossible
 Probably Godly and unstoppable
 Modern day Mona Lisa but audible
 Yo- peace to the optimal
 I flood the streets
 When I stream with my moniker
 Seasonal is optional
 I increase speed while methodical
 Movement
 Journey onto the next wave like I'm coolin'
 Hurry onto the next stage like a student
 My early days left me bitter like an aftertaste
 Then I mastered tapes
 Rap at faster rates
 No need for co-signs
 Like I ain't come from cold cuts
 Coming into some money
 And I ain't come from old bucks
 I freak it first class or I ain't flying no fuss
 Give it to 'em so straight
 My clients about to go nuts
 Hey Dirty, baby I got ya money
 Ain't nobody talking for me
 If they want that Smoke
 You could Pop 'em for me
 I won't pause to drop and crop the fruit
 And let it prove well
 Another new Vel
 If you ain't with the crew, bail...
 (Bitch)