Bradford Habits Lyrics

Yo

DRNE tings

Playing the field and that

See where I'm at

What you saying

I knew I'd have to jump back on a solo track

Fuck knows

See the levels and that

And I got game

I got bad bitch chilling off' name

And I'm savage 'cause I got brain

Just a madness going insane, whey

And I got game

I got bad bitch chilling off' name

And I'm savage 'cause I got brain

Just a madness going insane, whey

And I got pain

Int' arses

Tryin' to pass blame

For man's use of shanks

To carve out waves

Watch how I come with it mate

Like I'm running insane

And I'm running it ay

Running it

Ay

You know I fucked it

Late

Standard procedure, still pays

Am I a talker Walkers, Lays

Gary Lineker gets paid to play

Dave at this age

Man's leaving traces

Once I'm ont' podium, don't like third places

Go out wi' boys, bare drinks, off our faces

Not exactly come for gyal, but if one catches my eye

Fuck it then, man likes chases

Used to sprint, now I set paces

For a sweet one, hmm, strawberry laces

Platinum strands and tanned, Caucasian

Game

I got bad bitch chilling off' name

And I'm savage 'cause I got brain

Just a madness going insane, whey

And I got game

I got bad bitch chilling off' name

And I'm savage 'cause I got brain

Just a madness going insane, whey

Yo

London man about peng ting gyal

I couldn't give a fuck

Gwon friend ting gyal

I request you and it's pending gyal

Then you message me and you're sending while

I'm six man deep

In a whip

Bizzies chase and shit

Man better dip

In a bit

In traffic

Ont' way home

Blaring Mobb Deep, stuck

Look at brake lights, broke

But I couldn't give a fuck

Listen G, I know it's off the book

You sure I've not lost it now a "halfway crook," 'cause

I seen some niggas, call them halfway cooks

Rich parents on the side, they wanna part ways but

They're not road, they're not street so they cut

Go round wi' chest out and start on man who don't give fucks

That's a madness

Daft tragic, and what, forgot

That they got dropped like a bad habit

And that nigga flopped ont' dot gone like hat magic

Never gonna pop, stop when they act radged

Minted but the penny dropped like the lads' addy

And they got dropped like a bad habit

And that nigga flopped ont' dot gone like hat magic

Never gonna pop, stop when they act radged

Minted but the penny dropped like the lads' addy

I'm a simple nigga wi' simple pleasures

But dangerous times call for dangerous measures

Not a dangerous guy but wi' dangerous leisures

And that dangerous gyal next to cash that I treasure

But poke don't compare to the music

The way I use it wi' my tunes shit

On a mad beat you know I do bits

Bad man shit some dooby, make me cushty like Scooby Doo bitch

I got a ting on my wrist

So icy it comes with the mist

Bottom of fist, desires though, bottom of list

I got priorities bro now you getting the jist

I got a big ting, little ting, a car wrote off

I got mandem, gyal friends, a bird pure off

The scale, she brags to her mates, man's leaving a trail

They all want it, score like I'm Gareth Bale

I got bad bitch chilling off my name

And I'm savage 'cause I got brain

Just a madness going insane

Whey

And I got game

I got bad bitch chilling off my name

And I'm savage 'cause I got brain

Just a madness going insane, whey