CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : New Finesse

Ayy
Ayy, [?] (Purchase your tracks today), look, ayy

New finesse, new finesse
New finesse, new (Ayy)
One finesse, two finesse, we finesse you
New finesse, new finesse
New finesse, new (Ayy)
One finesse, ayy, two finesse, okay


New finesse, new finesse
New finesse, new (Ayy)
One finesse, two finesse, we finesse you
New finesse, new finesse
New finesse, new (Ayy)
One finesse, ayy, two finesse, okay

Woah, woah, woah
New finesse, new finesse
New finesse, new
Smokin' dope, never stress, fly like JetBlue
Run up on me, that's okay, what this TEC do?
I just asked your main b*t*h, "What the neck do?"
I get the money then flip it and get it again
n***as talk sh*t, well I'm in
Talkin' that sh*t, that's okay I run up with that thing
That thing'll get a n***a fan
I might pull up in a Benz, f**k on a couple of fans
Count up a couple of bands
Shoot at a couple of feds
Takin' them shots to the head, woah
Xannin', Xannin', Xannin', baby, I'm Xannin'
Run up on me, I'ma kill you, you standin'
No you not, I got to shootin' and fannin'
I leave a n***a [?] so f**kin' stranded
I been ballin' out like I'm from Atlanta
I been goin' crazy, n***a, you know it
You could catch me pourin' all of the Fanta
Got the lean and you know my loud is [?], ayy
New finesse, new finesse, new finesse
f**kin' your b*t*h from the back while I count up a sack
Motherf**ker, I never stress
n***as talk sh*t, that's okay, I got K's
And I put that to you and I let you rest
Any n***a talkin' stupid to me, I'ma come through, hit him with a TEC (This that new finesse)