Fine shyt Lyrics – DDG

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[Intro: BIA & DDG]
(Miles, where have you been?)
(Hey, I'm really rich)
Okay, okay
BIA, BIA (Yeah, yeah)
Uh-huh, yeah
Uh, uh

[Verse 1: BIA & DDG]
DDG and BIA, what the fu*k you think we on? (Think we on)
Know I get to glitching when the chat get on my phone
I like Prada, pushing P for pu*sy, n!ggas on my phone
Mm, he got money if I let that n!gga bone, swear to God
Why that boy keep tweeting and never slide? (Okay)
That boy feminine, he pu*sy, he be celebrating pride, yeah
In that Lambo' with the top off, got my dreads up in the sky
They tryna kill a n!gga career, but somehow that s*it never die
She gon' say it's up for me, but somehow that s*it never fly (That s*it never fly)
I been popping s*it so long, my lipstick getting reapplied (Uh-huh)
Nasty b!tch, my n!gga know I'll pull my panties to the side (Uh-huh)
I been breaking hearts, I make these n!ggas families wanna cry

[Chorus: DDG & BIA]
They got me fu*ked up
I might do some dumb s*it
She wan' link, hit me up
Pull up to the function
He ain't talking 'bout no pape'
He can't get behind this
He call me some fine s*it
He call me some fine s*it (Okay)

[Verse 2: DDG & BIA]
Get to the money, I'm up
He ain't getting to the money, he play too much, yeah
Too much money in my pocket, I can't walk around, I weigh too much, yeah
BIA can't come on stream right now
Might fu*k around, say too much (Shh)
I had to piece the addy up, I didn't want take too much (Woo)
Huh, they be hating on me, I'm too real, yeah
Too many b!tches be on me
They pulling up on me, how the fu*k I'ma heal? (Let's go)
Too many different opinions, these motherfu*kers don't give a fu*k how I feel (Okay)
These n!ggas beefing' bout b!tches, I didn't even know she was fu*king with him (Hahaha)
Tell me to spill, I just pulled up in the back of the black, I ain't driving a wheel (Shh)
He know I ain't missing no meal for the money I spin to the foreigns I peel
He wanna play on me, too bad he don't know I be in that field
I'm his lil' fine s*it and he better know that I'm keeping it real

[Chorus: DDG & BIA]
They got me fu*ked up
I might do some dumb s*it
She wan' link, hit me up
Pull up to the function
He ain't talking 'bout no pape'
He can't get behind this
He call me some fine s*it
He call me some fine s*it
They got me fu*ked up
I might do some dumb s*it
She wan' link, hit me up
Pull up to the function
He ain't talking 'bout no pape'
He can't get behind this
He call me some fine s*it
He call me some fine s*it