Old Ways lyrics

[Intro]
CB on the beat
Jet, woah
Aye-aye, yeah

[Chorus]
I'm goin' back to my old ways (Ooh)
I'm goin' back to my old ways (Ooh)
Gucci polo and some Dolce (Yeah, ooh)
She goin' both ways (Brr)
Sippin' Wokanda, I don't sip Tris (Hoo)
Take a n*gga b*tch to the Motel 6 (Yeah)
[?] (Huh?)
Lot filled up with fifty-six whips (Yeah)
I'm goin' back to my old ways (Ooh)
I'm goin' back to my old ways (Ooh)
Gucci polo and some Dolce (Ooh, ooh)
She goin' both ways (Yeah)
Sippin' Wokanda, I don't sip Tris (Bow)
Take a n*gga b*tch to the Motel 6 (Brr)
[?] (Yeah)
Lot filled up with fifty-six whips (Yeah)

[Verse]
You can't tell a n*gga "Pay for pus*y" (Huh?)
Damn, this n*gga tryna book me (God damn)
You eat her ass? You a rookie (Huh?)
Gotta find one b*tch lookin' like Snooki (Yeah, yeah), uh
Gave my lawyer like a pint of Tech (Here)
He will get me out of house arrest (Please)
Please, send me some Percocets (Huh?)
Damn, I'm gonna hurt my chest (Damn)
Freaky b*tch, get a-a-a-a-a-ass, mhm
f*ck that a-a-ass (Hmm)
Show 'em your pus*y on OnlyFans (Hmm)
Make me a b-b-b-b-bag (Mhm)
Woah, [?] (Woah, woah, brr)
.22 Deuce, call me [?]
Lookin' at another n*gga that got no livin' room (On God)
Got half a million in jewelry and five snakes in the earlobe (Yeah)
All my jewelry, no security, b*tch, that's how I ride (Huh?)
If you try to take my chain, that's the day you die
[Chorus]
I'm goin' back to my old ways (Ooh)
I'm goin' back to my old ways (Ooh)
Gucci polo and some Dolce (Yeah, ooh)
She goin' both ways (Brr)
Sippin' Wokanda, I don't sip Tris (Hoo)
Take a n*gga b*tch to the Motel 6 (Yeah)
[?] (Huh?)
Lot filled up with fifty-six whips (Yeah)
I'm goin' back to my old ways (Ooh)
I'm goin' back to my old ways (Ooh)
Gucci polo and some Dolce (Ooh, ooh)
She goin' both ways (Yeah)
Sippin' Wokanda, I don't sip Tris (Bow)
Take a n*gga b*tch to the Motel 6 (Brr)
[?] (Yeah)
Lot filled up with fifty-six whips (Yeah)