Bad Habits (feat. Kahlil Jones)

I got bad habits, bounce back im Back at it Had to get me a coat because these Niggas Know my style they can't jack It That nine I stay packing, no way I Ain't lacking When I hit my little dance I'm Gripping my Pants she know I ain't Acting She like when I do my dance Hit the crib she lose them pants Hell nah I can't be yo mans My life to fast you can't get no Chance Five five six go through that vest Seven six two gone leave a mess Four five bullets gon make him stress She gon get on knees cause a young Nigga blessed Hit his block, spin round Let off shots, get down Fourty make him sit down He hating, look at this clown Hit his block, spin round Let off shots, get down Fourty make him sit down He hating, look at this clown No city girl we finna act up Can't touch me lil Nigga back up Bruh tryna beef but don't got his Racks up Nine on my hip I ain't calling for Back up Good gas it be having me lazy I can't cuff no bitch she crazy Niggas be talking that shit don't faze Me She like how I smell boy I feel like da Baby Uh, She wanna come f*ck with the vibes! Uh, We lit we still outside Uh Call twin and I know he gon slide We f*ck up the party pull up we live Pull up and I shoot like KD Lil bro throwing bullets like Brady Don't chase her liquor but she gone Chase me I aint kissing these hoes no cap you Crazy? Back up if he play imma split him No cap if he run imma get him Four five, bullets so big they lift him Wrap that boy up like a present i gift Him If he try he fly he die,Like a fish he play he fry Next nigga play his momma gon cry We gon wet that boy up then leave Them to dry We can't be no lover boys we got bad Habits I could bite my tongue but We gone let 'em have it