(Yeah, yeah, hey)
(AYE, AYE, YEAH)
Kick her to the curb like a old habit
Ounces of the herb, bet my bros have it
Please do not disturb, I got no reserve
Never let these n****s tell you what you don't deserve
Never let these bitches tell you that they love you n***a (OOOH)
Now I'm so high that I think I'm above you n****s
House got bottle service like the club do, n***a (Yeah, yeah)
F*ck it, put that on my tab
I'm ducking 12 like ducking jabs
No budget, Fight Night pay-per-view my f*cking bag (Need that bag)
That lil bitch so bad - Let me smash
That was my bad
I don't like to think
She thinking back to what we had (Uh)
I don't even check my speed
I hit this weed and do the dash
Studio, keep cooking up
Might drop my next mixtape in a stash (Yeah)
I just heard your tape, I dragged that shit straight to the trash
You don't really want no clash
If I don't talk, they'll think I'm brash (straight to the)
She ain't really got no class
She take this D, she think it's class
Young nigga hot, no flash
You can't miss me, so take this flash
(Yeah, CHACH)
Whipping in the kitchen with the Craftmatic (Craftmatic)
Beating up the box like I was mad at it (That's stupid)
She know that I'm crazy, I ain't bad at it (I ain't bad at it)
Take a picture with me she gon' hashtag it
Mad addict, woah
I'm here to rap with my bros
I actually snap at the shows
And half of my foes
Just never could match what I'm doing
I'm happy to pack for the road
Cream of the crop
Know that I dream of the top and know that I scheme for the guap
But I'm keeping it pop
See, I still come with the verses
I work while you certain to stop
I'm keeping it G
Homies been running with me
And if you touch you get beat
Nothing is street
But I could give you a piece
If you think that I'm under a beast
Yeah yeah
And what it look like (True)
I watched the base move quick like I push white
I need a brand new whip and a brand new house
Having y'all get killed like I'm Suge Knight (2Pac)
I keep the past in the past, I been up now
And I been snatching the class like a bus now
I'm into fashion and having the bust down
Never gon' crash, hit it fast then I'm up now
We whip fast, M4 like a spaceship
And off cash old girl get a facelift
I run laps
On trap
When the bass hit
It's all facts
On track
For the dangerous, yeah
I see a lot of shit man, you know
Paying attention - looking around
Things like this don't happen every day
Remember
Kaizër - Old Habits (feat. Woodro) Lyrics
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(Yeah, yeah, hey)
(AYE, AYE, YEAH)
Kick her to the curb like a old habit
Ounces of the herb, bet my bros have it
Please do not disturb, I got no reserve
Never let these n****s tell you what you don't deserve
Never let these bitches tell you that they love you n***a (OOOH)
Now I'm so high that I think I'm above you n****s
House got bottle service like the club do, n***a (Yeah, yeah)
F*ck it, put that on my tab
I'm ducking 12 like ducking jabs
No budget, Fight Night pay-per-view my f*cking bag (Need that bag)
That lil bitch so bad - Let me smash
That was my bad
I don't like to think
She thinking back to what we had (Uh)
I don't even check my speed
I hit this weed and do the dash
Studio, keep cooking up
Might drop my next mixtape in a stash (Yeah)
I just heard your tape, I dragged that shit straight to the trash
You don't really want no clash
If I don't talk, they'll think I'm brash (straight to the)
She ain't really got no class
She take this D, she think it's class
Young nigga hot, no flash
You can't miss me, so take this flash
(Yeah, CHACH)
Whipping in the kitchen with the Craftmatic (Craftmatic)
Beating up the box like I was mad at it (That's stupid)
She know that I'm crazy, I ain't bad at it (I ain't bad at it)
Take a picture with me she gon' hashtag it
Mad addict, woah
I'm here to rap with my bros
I actually snap at the shows
And half of my foes
Just never could match what I'm doing
I'm happy to pack for the road
Cream of the crop
Know that I dream of the top and know that I scheme for the guap
But I'm keeping it pop
See, I still come with the verses
I work while you certain to stop
I'm keeping it G
Homies been running with me
And if you touch you get beat
Nothing is street
But I could give you a piece
If you think that I'm under a beast
Yeah yeah
And what it look like (True)
I watched the base move quick like I push white
I need a brand new whip and a brand new house
Having y'all get killed like I'm Suge Knight (2Pac)
I keep the past in the past, I been up now
And I been snatching the class like a bus now
I'm into fashion and having the bust down
Never gon' crash, hit it fast then I'm up now
We whip fast, M4 like a spaceship
And off cash old girl get a facelift
I run laps
On trap
When the bass hit
It's all facts
On track
For the dangerous, yeah
I see a lot of shit man, you know
Paying attention - looking around
Things like this don't happen every day
Remember
(AYE, AYE, YEAH)
Kick her to the curb like a old habit
Ounces of the herb, bet my bros have it
Please do not disturb, I got no reserve
Never let these n****s tell you what you don't deserve
Never let these bitches tell you that they love you n***a (OOOH)
Now I'm so high that I think I'm above you n****s
House got bottle service like the club do, n***a (Yeah, yeah)
F*ck it, put that on my tab
I'm ducking 12 like ducking jabs
No budget, Fight Night pay-per-view my f*cking bag (Need that bag)
That lil bitch so bad - Let me smash
That was my bad
I don't like to think
She thinking back to what we had (Uh)
I don't even check my speed
I hit this weed and do the dash
Studio, keep cooking up
Might drop my next mixtape in a stash (Yeah)
I just heard your tape, I dragged that shit straight to the trash
You don't really want no clash
If I don't talk, they'll think I'm brash (straight to the)
She ain't really got no class
She take this D, she think it's class
Young nigga hot, no flash
You can't miss me, so take this flash
(Yeah, CHACH)
Whipping in the kitchen with the Craftmatic (Craftmatic)
Beating up the box like I was mad at it (That's stupid)
She know that I'm crazy, I ain't bad at it (I ain't bad at it)
Take a picture with me she gon' hashtag it
Mad addict, woah
I'm here to rap with my bros
I actually snap at the shows
And half of my foes
Just never could match what I'm doing
I'm happy to pack for the road
Cream of the crop
Know that I dream of the top and know that I scheme for the guap
But I'm keeping it pop
See, I still come with the verses
I work while you certain to stop
I'm keeping it G
Homies been running with me
And if you touch you get beat
Nothing is street
But I could give you a piece
If you think that I'm under a beast
Yeah yeah
And what it look like (True)
I watched the base move quick like I push white
I need a brand new whip and a brand new house
Having y'all get killed like I'm Suge Knight (2Pac)
I keep the past in the past, I been up now
And I been snatching the class like a bus now
I'm into fashion and having the bust down
Never gon' crash, hit it fast then I'm up now
We whip fast, M4 like a spaceship
And off cash old girl get a facelift
I run laps
On trap
When the bass hit
It's all facts
On track
For the dangerous, yeah
I see a lot of shit man, you know
Paying attention - looking around
Things like this don't happen every day
Remember
Writer: Daniel Foster, Donald Uriesi
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid