New Ting

Sometimes I miss my ex ting
Truth be told I miss my new one
I wonder who's the next ting
she'll be better than my old one
Hope I don't run into a rare ting
My new one might
Become my old one
My old one my feel new things
Start acting on a mad one
Might start scraping
With my new ting
So much traumas I can't hold one

Shit I just fucked your best friend
Shit tell me what's next then
Aint no regretting
Babe I miss you
Nah I'm messing
Should of been her
Not you was sexing
Next tings so many
Jawns I ain't texting
Only want a bunda
That's interesting
Smart and investing
Not for the streets
Homebody she be resting
Not infesting
She leng on the outside
But the inside needs testing
I just winner on a pep ting
Can't be stressing
Because I've seen my
Niggas they be stressing
So damn depressing
Ladies Be finessing
Never could be me
You probably Drop
Her to my AP
Darg your on a
Uber X ting
Mileage costing
Joke man watching
Nigga say they lit
You just dim that's just shocking
Have her skinning out on a wok ting
FaceTime roll call it's happening
Still free bis on the landing
Coz he wish me well on rap ting

Sometimes I miss my ex ting
Truth be told I miss my new one
I wonder who's the next ting
she'll be better than my old one
Hope I don't run into a rare ting
My new one might
Become my old one
My old one my feel new things
Start acting on a mad one
Might start scraping
With my new ting
So much traumas I can't hold one

You know she
Do the undressing
And she know
I do the suplex ting
Slam it then a pin it
Not on mat
Wall mount ting
And she like to slurp
because she wanna see a fountain
Baby like to fell it
Because she wanna feel a mountain
Mountain peak
She shivers when
She feel it in her knees
Take her to the ivy
For some peace
My old ones unlucky
Got Chinese
My new one gets
Everything she needs
I'm the only fool if she a cheat
I'm the only fool If she a cheat
Thinking that your
Banging like this beat
I'ma block then delete
No, I don't mind so

Sometimes I miss my ex ting
Truth be told I miss my new one
I wonder who's the next ting
she'll be better than my old one
Hope I don't run into a rare ting
My new one might
Become my old one
My old one my feel new things
Start acting on a mad one
Might start scraping
With my new ting
So much traumas I can't hold one



Credits
Writer(s): David Lumaring
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