[Hook 1: Malcolm Jakob]

Nah she ain’t my old hoe

She just wanna throwback

Cause i’m on some new shit

I said that true shit no cap

[Verse 1: Malcolm Jakob]

And she move to juvy slow motion

Get to workin, drop and go fast

And then she lift her shirt and go topless

Goddess, picture perfect, kodak type

My gas wrapped and packed tight

Liquor burn in my stomach

Say that i’m living out my summer days

By tryna top my last night

She tryna top me cause i talk the rap nice

Said we prolly met up in a past life

I don't know but show me, throw your back side

Track is clapping had to act an ass like

[Hook 1: Malcolm Jakob]

Nah she ain’t my old hoe

She just wanna throwback

Cause i’m on some new shit

I said that true shit no cap (like-like-like)

Nah she ain’t my old hoe

She just wanna throwback

Cause i’m on some new shit

I said that true shit no cap (like-like-like)

[Verse 2: Marco G & Malcolm Jakob]

I got one on hoe, she a trippy chick

Drop acid tablets, watch horror flicks

That hoe think she a demon

Exorcism when i beat it

My meat in her mouth but she vegan

Got that hoe all in her feelings, aye

She want me here for the weekend, aye

I had to throw up the defense, aye

Young smoke puffing on medical, uh

You put the pussy on pedestal, uh

Smokey would never compare wit you, uh

That shit is not on my schedule, uh

I got a bag, fill it with lettuce

Still need some more, money my fetish

Shit is problem never gon solve it

Figure i let that shit keep on evolving

And i say like

[Hook 1: Malcolm Jakob]

Nah she ain’t my old hoe

She just wanna throwback

Cause i’m on some new shit

I said that true shit no cap (like-like-like)

Nah she ain’t my old hoe

She just wanna throwback

Cause i’m on some new shit

I said that true shit no cap (like-like-like)

[Verse 3: Steve Flacco]

Kobe Bryant, number 8, Lakers jersey

Looking stupid that's you bitch

I'm smoking 6-2 zips like I'm Lilo Stitch

I'm swinging at pacifist If they don't pass they bitch, shit

Call me cautious, cock her faucet, baby stop it

I stopped fucking 'cause that pussy nauseous

You ain't got no profits, this a prophet

You a bop it Hasbro ass bitch

Looking pussy like damn

Coast to coast her legs close? It's a no

Devil pussy I ain't selling my soul

Flacco trip but he ain't never gone fold

How that pussy got you out of control?

Ring on her, now you playing Monopoly

Roll the dice and watch she take ya property

I might just go hire a hit, Uhhhhhh

Or probably fuck the crew like I'm motley

[Hook 2: Steve Flacco]

Now she my old hoe

And she just wanna throwback

Taking one for the team

She gone take your dick for the half (like-like-like)

And I'm just on some new shit

That's true shit no cap

Now she on to the next on

And I don't ever ever want back, aye

[Verse 4: Malcolm Jakob]

Aye, i don’t want it man it’s out with the old

And in with the new and the now, man i know

That these women be choosing for clout and a cola

The kid just be cooling, she out of her clothes

Out for the night, and we ran out of the smoke

Out of her mind, and she out on the floor

She showing out, like she bounce on a pole and

I run the show with the crowd and they going

[Hook 1: Malcolm Jakob]

Nah she ain’t my old hoe

She just wanna throwback

Cause i’m on some new shit

I said that's true shit no cap

Nah she ain’t my old hoe

She just wanna throwback

Cause i’m on some new shit

I said that's true shit no cap