Bad Habits Lyrics

Back in third grade I was a Walden Woods student

Said I wouldn't do a lot but now I just do it

Flipped da work in two days but yesterday just blew it

My black migo hit my phone

cause he know that I can move it Brand new work I can't wait to bust it down

Bad lil bitch I can't wait to bust her down

I got bad nerves this Keisha gonna calm me down

I got bad habits they tryna sit my bad ass down

I got bad habits young ni**a keep on trappin

Walk around in school Yung Shug he smell like that onion

I got bad habits I love to keep that trap house jumpin

All these bad habits I might finesse he won't get nothin

Bad habits, stock cold turkey I'm back at it

Finessin em he don't know his mathematics

Bad habits stuff thraxx in dat Dutch master

Bad habits, love cabbage broke boys keep me laughin

Bad habits, love bitches that clap like A ratchet

Bad habits, Wilt Houdini work gone like magic

Static lightning in this clip that I'm packin Hit my booth just got that pack in

T Raw said he got that Mac In Paintin pictures bitch we craftin

Rapping facts we ain't acting Kick sh*t pour dat act in

Lackin bitch you ain't stackin Trappin had to make it happen

Beef you know a ni**a packin Pullin up when you backin

Crab shells bitch we crackin

Fours of the potion get money and drought I guess that's just the motion

my trap it stay bumpin your sh*t need some lotion

I'm causing a Commotion run low on my tokens

I'm loading I'm loading run out I'm reloading

It's in your car bitch I tote it

Scraping the bag I need all it

Flippin da work like an omelet

She don't even smoke she roll it

Oh Sh*t here da feds bitch hold this