Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Habit, artist - Skooly. Date of issue: 01.03.2018
Song language: English
Habit |
| Look, walked in looking like it, crooked pockets |
| And I’m higher than a satellite, the kush exotic, look |
| Be careful where that cash at, them niggas lurking |
| Spent my last on a bad bitch, get somethin' worth it |
| Goddamn I’m a savage, goddamn |
| Goddamn forty plastic, goddamn |
| Hunt down on a bad bitch, goddamn |
| Goddamn it’s a habit, I gotta have it |
| Goddamn it’s a habit, to have it |
| Know I gotta have a bad bitch, nasty |
| I do shit to make her mad and just sayin' shit |
| She took my lean out the cabinet, I’m mad as shit |
| She took my weed and popped my xans and shit, a savage bitch |
| I’m on codeine, I do it randomly, for allergies |
| About the cream, I’m going to handle it, I handle shit |
| Knock 'em down until they can’t touch, that Hammer shit |
| Look, walked in looking like it, crooked pockets |
| And I’m higher than a satellite, the kush exotic, look |
| Be careful where that cash at, them niggas lurking |
| Spent my last on a bad bitch, get somethin' worth it |
| Goddamn I’m a savage, goddamn |
| Goddamn forty plastic, goddamn |
| Hunt down on a bad bitch, goddamn |
| Goddamn it’s a habit, I gotta have it |
| A couple hoes wanna know me now, I am the shit |
| Couple hoes wanna blow me out, that candle shit |
| Broke nigga looking thirsty, can’t handle it |
| Now these heos wanna alert me, that AMBER shit |
| Roll a Duport deuce right inside my Fanta bitch |
| I ain’t stupid but I’m ruthless, think I need an analyst |
| I’m a fucking animal, where the fucking camera bitch? |
| Gucci sock, Gucci shirt, but these some Louis sandals bitch |
| Look, walked in looking like it, crooked pockets |
| And I’m higher than a satellite, the kush exotic, look |
| Be careful where that cash at, them niggas lurking |
| Spent my last on a bad bitch, get somethin' worth it |
| Goddamn I’m a savage, goddamn |
| Goddamn forty plastic, goddamn |
| Hunt down on a bad bitch, goddamn |
| Goddamn it’s a habit, I gotta have it |
| All these rings on my finger shining, like a grilly |
| Last night I screamed free Meek and popped a wheelie |
| Everybody want a bankroll, so where the cash at? |
| Rest in peace Bankroll, I had a flashback |
| All I want is a baddie, send the addy |
| Then I fucked her wearing a turtleneck, like a rabbit |
| Got a B on my jean jacket, I’m talking fashion |
| And I swerve in anybody’s lane, like a taxi |
| Look, walked in looking like it, crooked pockets |
| And I’m higher than a satellite, the kush exotic, look |
| Be careful where that cash at, them niggas lurking |
| Spent my last on a bad bitch, get somethin' worth it |
| Goddamn I’m a savage, goddamn |
| Goddamn forty plastic, goddamn |
| Hunt down on a bad bitch, goddamn |
| Goddamn it’s a habit, I gotta have it |