Start to Finish

[Intro]

I be tripping out in the booth I be booth killing

(Talking and laughter)

One tiiiiime

[Hook]

From start to finish, start to finish

Groupies get they hearts diminished

Said it's hard to, finish these L's though

But me and my niggas, do it so well yo, yo

[Verse 1: Joey Bada$$]

Never pull out my dough, told her hand the J right and pull slow

I like em young but acting fully grown, the Phillies rolled, I'm fully on

Ain't got A.I.D but we in the cut fully blown, what you sippin on?

That Dom Pérignon, lame niggas carry on

Pottery got me on the same shit that Harry on

That black magic when I attack rappers

Attract havoc, this protégé—now that's tragic

But thats hazard so I gotta toast to the gods

Cause I ain't never trying to be approached on no odds

Like I don't spit vicious? Like I ain't what a real lyricist is?

Like record buttons ain't kill switches?

I swear that shit pisses me off, niggas biting my swank

That shit is ticking me off, see this style is forbidden

You wouldn't understand you need to read more scriptures

But more lists for me be more victims, nigga

[Hook x2]

[Verse 2: Rokamouth]

Yo, I be the badman, broader than Barrington

Hand off the wheel and I still got my handling

Still keep it real if I feel you enchancin'

Cause we make the moves you really think you know what's happen

No fake love romancin', I've come to the point where I can just plot my answers

Advancin, Still got no mansion, but I'mma get that dough for these clothes on my ransom

Fat bottom hoes on a chromed out tandem, and I ain't even ask em

They came to relax and blaze as we chat cause

Every girl love how us Brooklyn cats act, frontos and papers call that Flatbush strapped

Literally loungin black the founding cats of these indigo rap

BEASTCOAST growing right off my back, before I can hit you with these bars strong influenced by cats

Needle on track, I be hustling either from trappin or rap

[Hook x2]