Habits

Habits

Manners

Habitual antics

And interesting patterns

You tell me it's late that I should slide

But we all know what sliding on the late night is

Don't get it fucked up I'm no one's side bitch

Yeah

Don't get it fucked up

I know what you like

I know what you like

Like Thursday I throw it back

Nightly I ride like bike

A.M. I got somewhere to be

So it's bout the time

You the suit

Dress it up

This ain't real

But we can make it look like something

I still call

When it's late

We can smoke

Yeah we can smoke

Yeah we can drink

And I'll still put points up in the paint

I'll still pull up on you

And I'll still act like this shit ain't fucked up

Cause I know this not you

You ask me

How do I do say its base

If I'm always in and out

Then I try to skate

I left you messages

You know that's not the case (Oh)

I sent you messages

You know it's my fault

You never reply

Anytime you round somebody

You not the type that'll sit and try to be cool when a situation come up

You are more the type to be cold

When it isn't you

And I'm more the type to get fucked up

Call you for a good time

Cause I'll take what I can get when it isn't real

Ooh honestly

You the suit

Dress it up

This ain't real

But we can make it look like something

I still call

When its late

We can smoke

Yeah we can smoke

Yeah we can drink

You the suit

Dress it up

This ain't real

But we can make it look like something

I still call

When its late

We can smoke

Yeah we can smoke

Yeah we can drink

And I'll still put points up in the paint

I'll still pull up on you

And I'll still act like this shit ain't fucked up

Cause I know this not you