New Tricks lyrics

[Intro]
Mm, mm, mm-mm-mm, mm, yuh
Mm, mm

[Verse]
Pull up, get the office lit
Pop out in an awesome fit (Pop out)
Buddy made a bullsh*t move, bet he see the losses quick
A formal event but Glock is on me and I'll off this b*tch (Facts)
I'on trust this b*tch ass far as I can throw, precious
He postin' pictures of the beef, he ain't use to lettuce (Phew)
Right now I'm looking for a b*tch from the motherland
I'm dishing Karo out, I'll damn near server it underhand (Facts)
Right now I'm papered out, I need to grow some other hands
You gotta get over-turnt to make them understand
I'ma re-spark this blunt until I nod again
Right now, Chris on my left but that's my right hand man
These n*ggas running out of cash, run out of rubbеr bands
I'm goin' stupid (Yah), Maybach coolin' (Phew, phew)
I ain't text thе ho back, she calling me a nuisance
Lil Moe on the stage again, they treat it like a pulpit (Phew)
Yes, I'm a new dog but I know some old tricks (Woof)
Oh, damn, the new bag just called, I'm finna go get
Oh, damn, they caught 'em down bad with the fou' fifth (Oh, damn)
Push up and get this sh*t bumpy like a bad temp (Push up)
He ain't got no dog sh*t, automatic bad fit
All the hoes said your show was boring like a cheap kit
3.5 blunt went out then I re-lit