Old Habits

Too lit in the VIP can't drive don't got ID
Shit got me tippin movin slow my mode Pimp C
Ridin while I'm smokin one we gon pop she gon go for none
Probably think she the only one brodie got more pullin up

Too geeked in the VIP gassed up can't stay on E
Say what you sippin Casa Azul or weed
Girl you know I'm the only one stand out while I'm goin up
Treat this shit like routine old habits die hard

Still poppin with the gang on the daily shots still on the dime goin crazy
Now she hate it when I get like this on God cant let that phase me
Roll something up put it in rotation you face it
She comin with us with the girls stop playin

Put ice on my baby this never gon stop
Fuck with me we forever gon rock
Floodin the section forever we'll pop em
Fuck them haters forever gon talk

Gave her the number I'm never gon call her
Got to shop and something with the dollar
Pull up gas tank on E all drinks on me
Too lit in the VIP can't drive don't got ID

Shit got me tippin movin slow my mode Pimp C
Ridin while I'm smokin one we gon pop she gon go for none
Probably think she the only one brodie got more pulling up
Too lit in the the VIP got stuck can't stay on E

Say what you sippin Casa Azul or weed
Girl you know I'm the only one, stand out while I'm goin up
Treat this shit like routine old habits die hard
Old habits they die hard yeah

They die hard old habits
They die hard yeah
They die hard



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Writer(s): Rex Evans Iii
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