[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