[Intro]
(x3)
Ay you took my old hoe, ay you took my old b**h, ay you took some new n***as new experience
[Verse]
In my hood sitting on the hood looking up at the clouds Wearing a hood with my b**h like whats good with no doubt Wondering if i put my co*k in asian will she spring caucasian
Rented a jeep for the weekend cus her grandad own a cabin in the (?)
You roll that gas and sour d feel like you ain't held a nuke, you never won nothing in the life boy you bragging about a fluke
Nosy n***as ask my b**h about me instead of me stopping, b**h n***as need they own talk show, talking all of that gossip
I got, 99 problems, and f** n***a you and your comrads loose lips gon' cause your a** to lose one
Hot boy, sh**, put hot sh** on everything for taste of pete's sake
To think i did all this sh**, over a relationship break
I call her mr's nothing, knowing there's always something
Turn nothing into something with London she just make a**umptions
From talkin' everyday, to phonecalls once a week, from having something to say and now we barely even speak
New hoe hit my line she a gardener plant her own marijuana, rose petals all over me in the backyard, i think im Kurama
Bell hands rubbed in charlottes (?)
Still disturbing the peace telling these kids its only me
Swazer told me i ever need anything then i got you
When im on dates i hate n***as who stick or tryna watch you
They askin' who the most innovative n***a is and its not you
Yall spit flame but (?)
[Outro]
(3x)
Ay you took my old hoe, ay you took my old b**h, ay you really took some new n***as new experience