Old Thang

(She go, she go)
I'm in my old thang, chilling with my new bitch
We don't even slow dance, I take her ass to Ruth Chris
We don't even hold hands
All them hoes say who's this bitch?
(There she go)

I see her staring, I proceed with caution
It's giving queen and I don't see this often
I cross my t's and dot my i's
Can't get this feeling off me
Don't make this move, I guess it's gonna cost me
(She go, she go, she go)
Like, where is you going so fast?
Hoping you give me a moment to talk bout yo' future
That nigga ain't worried he past
Take you to Louis and Gucci and shoot you a movie
Lil baby, the star of the cast
The feeling I'm feeling I'm willing to take it the distance
That's all that I ask (she go, she go)

I'm in my old thang, chilling with my new bitch
We don't even slow dance, I take her ass to Ruth Chris
We don't even hold hands
All them hoes say who's this bitch?
There she go, she go
I'm in my old thang, chilling with my new bitch
We don't even slow dance, I take her ass to Ruth Chris
We don't even hold hands
All them hoes say who's this bitch?
There she go, she go, she go
There she go, she go, she go
There she go, she go, she go
There she go, she go, she go

(In my old thang, I'm with my new bitch)
(We don't even slow dance, bitch)

I'm still in my old lane, but I'm in my new whip
Baby in my passenger, the back on her so stupid
She ride it like road rage, but that pussy cruise ship
And she gone go both ways, just got us a new bitch
I swear that I don't see this often
She put me to sleep, she be laying it down
Yeah, lil baby put me in a coffin
It's wetter than ever
She said if I get her, I better proceed with caution
Ain gone heed the precautions
Head first, way she get work
Shit, we might as well meet in the office
Fill up her stomach, I'm leaving her nauseous
Ruth Chris, she a lil bit costly
She gone get what she want, know my new bitch so bossy
And my old bitch still salty she lost me, cause now

I'm in my old thang, chilling with my new bitch
We don't even slow dance, I take her ass to Ruth Chris
We don't even hold hands
All them hoes say who's this bitch?
There she go, she go
I'm in my old thang, chilling with my new bitch
We don't even slow dance, I take her ass to Ruth Chris
We don't even hold hands
All them hoes say who's this bitch?
There she go, she go, she go
There she go, she go, she go
There she go, she go, she go
There she go, she go, she go
Yeah, I'm in my old thang, chilling with my new bitch
And we don't even slow dance, bitch