Finesse II - LUCKI

Aye, that college bitch, queen of Africa

Guess what? I bond her out

I thought I did that shit thinking I had a conscious now

But then some ends got tight and that bitch turned Gonzalez style

A few expensive hipster clothes, she over it after a while

My homie just got out, he still looking for stains

He be like Dexter on the scene the way he looking for stains

He link me up with one finagle on the table

It was a fan and I was bored, I hid my face for him

This that new finesse, new finagle

Bossy learned some new schemes so check your payroll

It won’t add up, everything working on my timetable

So quit the talking, put it all up on the table

This that new finesse, new finagle

This that new finesse, new finagle

Aye, new finesse, new finagle

Aye, finesse, finesse, finesse

Baby I’m still smooth as my hair, you see it grew now

Yup yup, this rap shit got me acting all rude now

But look, enough about me, I heard you serve at school now

How about we have your whole campus clucking and truant now

It could be like «Bully run this bitch», you be like Jimmy Hopkins

Ight we good, two weeks later

Guess what? I fucking robbed him

It ain’t my fault, my name Lucki, I gotta be a charmer

I need some new hoes and some plugs but I forgot they blocked me

This that new finesse, new finagle

Bossy learned some new schemes so check your payroll

It won’t add up everything working on my timetable

So quit the talking, put the shit all on the table

This that new finesse, new finagle

Aye, this that new finesse, new finagle

Finesse, finesse