Lyrics HaBiTuaL sHoPpEr - Co Cash

HaBiTuaL sHoPpEr

Ain’t talkin' rackets, stop all that racket
I let my cash do the yippin' and yappin'
Coupe automatic, this ain’t no Cadi'
Ice in my mouth, stunt like my daddy
Forgot to mention, rockin' Givenchy
Star on my jacket, like I’m from Dallas
You penny-pinchin', I’m handlin' business
I make it happen, really 'bout action
You ain’t gettin' paper, young nigga, stop it
Whole lotta' haters, young nigga poppin'
Walk out my closet, drippin' and droppin'
Bitch from the Truckers callin' me papi
Brand new lil hottie, she went to college
Don’t want your thottie, too many bodies
I done became a habitual shopper
New shit, I cop it soon as they drop it
They look and they stare when I walk in the function
This young nigga drippin' and speedin'
I might put 'em on payroll and make 'em my cameraman
The way they copy my image
My style is impeccable, don’t need no Maybelline
This shit doesn’t have a blemish
I remember starvin' like Marvin
That money be givin' me sexual healing, wonderful feeling
Wake up, go shopping in Beverly center
Fuck these blue hunnids, I heavily spend 'em
Pretty lil biddie, I’m tryna get in her
Take her to lunch, then I fuck her for dinner
Got her own bag and a car, not a rental
My bitch be cummin' like one of the Jenners
Don’t you compare me to none of these niggas
Money the only thing that I resemble
Might fuck a old nigga daughter
She like how these diamonds hit all in my mouth and my collar
Walk in the mall, spend a shit ton of dollars
On expensive linen and Balenciaga
Go spend a check on my momma to see
The face she gon' make when she see what I done bought her
And tell her don’t worry 'bout my pockets, ain’t havin' no problem
You know your son is a baller
Ain’t talkin' rackets, stop all that racket
I let my cash do the yippin' and yappin'
Coupe automatic, this ain’t no Cadi'
Ice in my mouth, stunt like my daddy
Forgot to mention, rockin' Givenchy
Star on my jacket, like I’m from Dallas
You penny-pinchin', I’m handlin' business
I make it happen, really 'bout action
You ain’t gettin' paper, young nigga, stop it
Whole lotta' haters, young nigga poppin'
Walk out my closet, drippin' and droppin'
Bitch from the Truckers callin' me papi
Brand new lil hottie, she went to college
Don’t want your thottie, too many bodies
I done became a habitual shopper
New shit, I cop it soon as they drop it
Young nigga a threat, so they send subliminals
Chains on my neck, I feel like a criminal
When it come to racks, you havin' the minimal
Ain’t throwin' no shade, I’m speakin' in general
Met that lil hoe, I think she from Jamaica
I just want the facial I don’t wanna date her
And if she will not go then I’m not gonna make her
Kick her straight out the door and I won’t see her later
I’m smokin' strong and you smokin' wimpy
Your pockets empty, my money lengthy
Who that was, said that young nigga wasn’t gettin' it?
Might blow a 50, please do not temp me
Honestly don’t think no one fuckin' wit you
To keep it a 100, to keep it a Benji
She want a nigga like me cause I’m gifty
She on her knees like heaven just sent me
Ain’t talkin' rackets, stop all that racket
I let my cash do the yippin' and yappin'
Coupe automatic, this ain’t no Cadi'
Ice in my mouth, stunt like my daddy
Forgot to mention, rockin' Givenchy
Star on my jacket, like I’m from Dallas
You penny-pinchin', I’m handlin' business
I make it happen, really 'bout action
You ain’t gettin' paper, young nigga, stop it
Whole lotta' haters, young nigga poppin'
Walk out my closet, drippin' and droppin'
Bitch from the Truckers callin' me papi
Brand new lil hottie, she went to college
Don’t want your thottie, too many bodies
I done became a habitual shopper
New shit, I cop it soon as they drop it