Icy YC - Habits Lyrics

Left hook, right hook like I'm Tyson
It's a gold touch like Midas
I bring up waves like it's tidal
Two-tone drip like Almighty, ugh
Don't give me looks with that dirt on
We don't take that so lightly
Or we might riot like the 90's
No sugarcoat, won't put it so lightly

It ain't a whole thing, she ain't wifey
Don't try to rob me for the icy, I pull the trigger so finely
Precisely, timely, the way she back it up so lively
Your hoe don't pull up with you, she ratchet
Shawty tell me she want it, I run it back and clap it
Don't play with the gang, get sent to the casket

These niggas actin' like hoes, if they finna talk up
I'ma drop they ass on the floor
Long magazine on a Mac 10 and if an opp spot it
He gon' do ten toes
Don't start debating, stay in your lane
Grind for the checks, ice in my veins
These niggas act big but then call me insane
If he switch up, leave his ass in the rain

Niggas get mad cause they had it and now they don't have it
Never come near, they on me like fanatics
But I'm with the gang and they tote automatics
I'll pull out a coupe, can't catch me in traffic
They pissin' me off, they got a bad habit
We go way back, now you jackin' that static
Can't be caught lackin', the scene will get graphic
She got the Fendi and Fendi on fabrics
Aye, yeah

If we talkin' bout scenes then our scene cinematic
Yeah
(Our scene cinematic)

Left hook, right hook like I'm Tyson
It's a gold touch like Midas
I bring up waves like it's tidal
Two-tone drip like Almighty, ugh
Don't give me looks with that dirt on
We don't take that so lightly
Or we might riot like the 90's
No sugarcoat, won't put it so lightly