Bad Habits

I can't help but drop that bag, baby It's a bad habit, uh-huh They can't help but follow me I had to swerve off in that traffic These people, they be cappin' They ain't solid, they be sassy The way I chase them racks, you would think I'm at a track meet How you get your bag? I'm like, hold on, ho, who asking I'm not into small talk, I got no time for all that ranting Who like me, I can't think, cause I'm no random The way I'm throwin' fits, you could call it temper tantrum A real keeper, type of shit that they gone hold for ransom The type you gotta pamper, uh-huh And if you comin' hot, I'm comin' hotter, gotta know Okay, you breakin' bread, but understand I'm breakin' loaves Not used to this, you never had a baddie, who approached you Either way it goes, you better up like you supposed to If you not comin' solid, you a square, you like a tofu I might bring the baddies all with me and go to Nobu Okay, you got options, but I know who you belong to, uh-huh Oh, old hoes tryna make amends, you outta luck Munchin' with your friends, gon' get you stuck, yeah-eh Whippin' waterworks, it's like a flood And the way this body curve, you fall in love I took your boo and got the bag, that's why you muggin I hate to brag, you know this ass sit like a muffin Don't hang with lames, I swear to God it's no discussion Cause if you play with me, it come with repercussions Said if you play with me, you stuffed just like the cushion I got the finer things, that's probably why they fussin Know you wanna be the chosen, but you wasn't I can't help but drop that bag, baby, it's a bad habit Uh-huh They can't help but follow me, I had to swerve off in that traffic These people, they be cappin', they ain't solid, they be sassy The way I chase them racks, you would think I'm at a track meet How you get your bag? I'm like, hold on, ho, who asking I'm not into small talk, I got no time for all that ranting Who like me, I can't think cause I'm no random The way I'm throwin' fits, you could call it temper tantrum A real keeper, type of shit that they gone hold for ransom The type you gotta pamper, uh-huh