Habits Lyrics – OsamaSon

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[Chorus]
Some of these hoes say I'm cool than a b!tch, yeah, huh
Some of these hoes say I'm cruel than a b!tch, yeah
I psych out my shows too clean, I'm fresher than a b!tch, yeah
I don't know if twin insane, I just got the hit, yeah
We just poured some more lean 'cause we got more rich, yeah
Told the gang go buy new sticks and go and take that risk
Moshpit jumping, yeah, get dropped in the pit
M-M-Moshpit jumping, yeah, get dropped in the pit

[Verse]
Think I'm hearing something, think I'm going schizo, going skitz
P-P-Psyched out, beezed off the s*it, you don't know 'bout this
FN-57, fu*k your SIG, it do magic tricks
I stay stunting on this bih', now she mad as s*it
I— I stay stunting on this bih', now she mad as s*it
I stay stunting on this bih', now she mad as s*it
I— I stay stunting on this bih', now she mad as s*it
I stay stunting on this bih', now she mad as s*it
Huh, I'm geeked up, I'm turnt up, my habit sins
You n!gga is a has-been, now, I got the bags in
My service not lagging, I'm steady toe-tagging
Get turned into a past-tense, since you talking that action
This s*it a film, okay, lights, camera, action
Flashes on the ARP, pew, black out, move like the task-man
You say you gon' see me and spaz out, then go and spaz then
I just fu*ked this b!tch, blew her back out and told bro, "Tap in"
The lean in, tap in, Perc's in, tap in, weed, yeah, we taxing
These n!ggas tryna be Batman, but, I'm the Joker, bad man
Saving the ho, I'm laughing, ha-ha-ha, I'm laughing
Hit the corner, swerve, n!gga, what's the word?
So much damn money in my pockets like I'm serving birds
Hit the lil' bih' now he mad that he not the first
Everywhere I go, I got the lean, yeah, I got the syrup
I got these hoes tryna go take a trip to Europe
Diamonds for my opp, take a pic' and all I do is tear up
N!gga, you better not size up, not your rank, you gotta go and tier up
Yeah, I got a room in the bank, I go to sleep in there
Double cup, double cup, put some lean in there
Man, this hoe got me fu*ked up, I just need some air
Rock the show out, got my bucks up then I'm leaving there
Bih' think you smoking on gas, but he chiefing air

[Chorus]
Some of these hoes say I'm cool than a b!tch, yeah, huh
Some of these hoes say I'm cruel than a b!tch, yeah
I psych out my shows too clean, I'm fresher than a b!tch, yeah
I don't know if twin insane, I just got the hit, yeah
We just poured some more lean 'cause we got more rich, yeah
Told the gang go buy new sticks and go and take that risk
Moshpit jumping, yeah, get dropped in the pit
M-M-Moshpit jumping, yeah, get dropped in the pit