Start to Finish Pro Era

[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