I got a new ting, I love her like butane
We get fire in a minute
She just make me feel different, got me to change
She tell me stories, yeah she do
All the shit that her dad did
If her mother fuckin' run up 'cause she lookin' like a come-up
She a savage
Baby, don't be shy, you don't ever need a reason why
If you give me that reaction, I'ma give you satisfaction
Don't tell me no lies, I won't tell you no lies
If you give me that reaction, I'ma make sure that you're satisfied
You're my new thing, you're my new thing
I ain't thinking 'bout the past now
You're my new thing, you're my bad girl
'Bout to hit you with the pad down
I got a new boo, already been to Nobu
She ain't impressed with the press
Let me hit it in the back seat of my old school
I'm slappin' old school, she like Bacardi
We on the west side highway
Racing down the sun in a 'Rarri
Baby, don't be shy, you don't ever need a reason why
If you give me that reaction, I'ma give you satisfaction
Don't tell me no lies, I won't tell you no lies
If you give me that reaction, I'ma make sure that you're satisfied
You're my new thing, you're my new thing
I ain't thinking 'bout the past now
You're my new thing, you're my bad girl
'Bout to hit you with the pad down
Yeah, the liquor, smoke, and the grams of coke
Never got me quite as high
When I get you home, we got nothing on
I'ma love you 'til we die
Baby, don't be shy, you don't ever need a reason why
If you give me the reaction, I'ma give you satisfaction
Don't tell me no lies, I won't tell you no lies
If you give me that reaction, I'ma make sure that you're satisfied
You're my new thing, you're my new thing
I ain't thinking 'bout the past now
You're my new thing, you're my bad girl
'Bout to hit you with the pad down
You're my new thing, you're my new thing
I ain't thinking 'bout the past now
You're my new thing, you're my bad girl
'Bout to hit you with the pad down
Yeah, the liquor, smoke, and the grams of coke
Never got me quite as high
Yeah, the liquor, smoke, and the grams of coke
Never got me quite as high
