[Intro]
New ice and jeans, New ice and jeans
New ice and jeans, New ice and jeans
New ice and jeans, New ice and jeans
New ice and jeans, New ice and jeans

[Verse 1]
No x for me
Know I want my ex back
You was on to new things
No, I want the old thing
New bitches want some money
No, I want my old thing
I paid a lot for nothing
You talk but you be bluffing
I slay a hoe like buffy
You buff but ain't no punking
You come to the spot but ain't no fronting
Get yourself together ain't no dummies
I be outside posted in the meantime
If you ain't need sum'
Without my feature
I couldn't even speak for him
Bro got a... (Shhh)
He shoot two guns like this
Been ballin' I don't miss
Especially the racks on me
In vice I feel like I'm Tony
Ain't gon' front I knew it was on me
Ain't gon' front man I got that shit on me
Had to front like serotonin
And the fast whip Daytona
I might fuck on yo mama a hoe
We can set it off
We can get it on
(We can set it off
We can get it on)
[Verse 2]
Ways you tell me
Used to be my
You still need my
Used to mean a
Used to how you treat me
You still like it gentle
I'm not into nothing
Hurt me how you do me
Ain't no pain that's in my
Don't mean nothing how you moving
And them games they got me clueless
And it hurts you on some bullshit
It could of been regular on some cool shit
Took her out to dinner under moon shit
You had a new fit, what is special occasion
We not just eating bacon, we on some lemonade shit
We more like homemade
Wherever home base