Bad Habit ft. Trench Rizzy Lyrics

Like, look, I'm a young n***a boss

Winning pockets full of rubber bands

Like, look, I'm a young n***a boss

Winning full of pockets of rubber bands

Like, look, I'm a young n***a boss

Winning full of pockets of rubber bands

Like, bitches see me and they forget they got a man

Heartbreaker, got a Glock on my hip

Don't make me up it again

Like, I ain't playing, you take a plane

I'ma get to winning up shit again

Spent a hundred on my necklace

N***a, you try to reach for it, you gon' die

Bitch, and you gon' come test me, n***a

Yeah, we ballin', we ballin

We ballin' on these freaky hoes

My shawty nasty, she suck me up

And she make me curl my toes

Like, look, I ain't no shawty, n***a

I know she gon' choose me

If I catch you with my bitch

I'ma start shooting shit

Like, look, she say she got a man

But she say she love me too

Like, shawty got that bomb, look

We gon' hit the mall after that

We gon' get her what she want

Then I'm in the box like FedEx, the mayor

Take my pinky ring

Supposed to be a player

But then I fell in love with my sneaky link

Like, look, I'm a young n***a boss

Winning pockets full of rubber bands

Like, look, I'm a young n***a boss

Winning full of pockets of rubber bands

Like, look, I'm a young n***a boss

Winning full of pockets of rubber bands

Happened to the best of us

That n***a fucked my bitch

Had her all the time

I had four of them

Just scratched one off my list

Like, look, I dumped that in a few blocks

And just bought some new chops

I just spent 250 up in Druly

I call it moon rocks

Like, these shots finna roll up on his back

And watch him roll over and shit

Like, look, they thought I switched

Cause I got famous and rich

Buddies be having them n****s cry

And look like, give that n***a a hug

Like, look, I'm a young n***a boss

Winning pockets full of rubber bands

Like, look, I'm a young n***a boss

Winning full of pockets of rubber bands

Like, look, I'm a young n***a boss

Winning full of pockets of rubber bands

These babies, look

Biggie be chasing

You know we get litty

Speak up my name

We gon' pull out a 70

Fuck on your bitch

We gon' get to the telly

Fuckers are hard to be

Rock out her belly

Call me a man

It's gon' be straight like Melly

Name of the baby

I'm time on the float

Voters is a bitch

I could buy me a boat

Living my life

Bitch, I'm chasing my dreams

All that I want to keep

Bitch, I'm a straight P2

I'm bitch, money, figure, and team play

All that I miss

Like I'm making some Kool-Aid

Why your bitch up on my phone

Talking bout she love me

Call my bitch and leave me alone

Cause you know I'm bout my business

I'm all about my music

I'm all about my money

Cause I'm not content

You know I'm going crazy

When I hop up on the Z

Guaranteed I'm going brazy

We ain't fucking whizzy

Yeah, you know we got that fucking flow

Every time we hop up on the track

Bitch, you already know

Cause you know we always packing

Bitch, you know we never lacking

Got the 40 on my hip

Guaranteed I'm finna blast it

If y'all niggas wanna try me

I'll send you to the heavens

Guaranteed I'm knocking deck

Bitch, you know you call me Evan

Like damn

Like look, I'm a y'all nigga boss

Put the package for every band

Like, look, I'm a yo nigga boss

When I put the pockets for every band

Like look, I'm a yo nigga boss

When I'm putting pockets or every band

Like, look, I'm a yo nigga boss

When I'm fucking with bands

Like, look, I'm a yo nigga boss

When I'm fighting with bands

Like, look, I'm a yo nigga boss

When I'm putting pockets or every band

Like, look, I'm a yo nigga boss

We couldn't have that

If it didn't take a step

But you were too good for me, my dear

Never gave you time to pay, my dear

It's okay, what's happened before

Isn't better, for sure, yeah

I bite my tongue, it's so bad

Kinda mad that I didn't take a step