Habits Lyrics – BFG Straap
Singer: BFG Straap
Title: Habits
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I’m savage, ayy
I’m a savage, yeah, Randy
My b#tch not average, she a baddie
Hundred K in carats, I ain’t cappin’
I can’t kick my cup, I love these drugs, it’s just a habit
I’m a savage, yeah, Randy
My b#tch not average, she a baddie
Hundred K in carats, I ain’t cappin’
I can’t kick my cup, I love these drugs, it’s just a habit
Uh, I just left a play from the bank, I got all blues
Snipers on the roof watching you, better not strike a move
.223 mix him like a DJ on the ones and twos
Say that he took somethin’ from me, it must’ve been April Fools
Chopper bullets, they gon’ multiply
Seem likе every time wе come through, up the score, hit more than five
When my n#gg# died, boy, I slid every night before I cried
Boy, don’t tell me ’bout no pain, you can’t even look me in my eyes
Throw me in the ocean, I’ma turn into a shark up in that b#tch
n#gg#s ain’t havin’ motion, I can tell the way they post just throwback pics
Gotta move swift ’cause, n#gg#s, they’ll f#ck around and snitch
I be cool, but all I gotta do is tell they #ss to blitz [Blitz]
I’m a savage, yeah, Randy
My b#tch not average, she a baddie
Hundred K in carats, I ain’t cappin’
I can’t kick my cup, I love these drugs, it’s just a habit
I’m a savage, yeah, Randy
My b#tch not average, she a baddie
Hundred K in carats, I ain’t cappin’
I can’t kick my cup, I love these drugs, it’s just a habit
Uh, on the cool, I feel like I’m way too real for hip-hop
You can eat my dick up through these shorts, b#tch, I don’t lip-lock
Trap house, that b#tch jumpin’ off the porch, we need more Ziplocs
Uh, pull up, this a score-and-go, yeah, we call it a pit stop
Uh, diamonds in my ear, check my ice out, crystal clear [Uh
What I spend on my gear a weak, you ain’t made in a year
Uh, off these pints, I’m super geeked, baby, I ain’t got no fear
Uh, pop a seal, I’m sippin’ lean, baby, I don’t drink no beer
Uh, you catch me in all black, just know I’m up to somethin’
Uh, you ain’t gettin’ no real money, that’s cap, boy, stop the frontin’
Uh, when you start gettin’ money, n#gg#s act like you owe ’em somethin’
Uh, n#gg# actin’ like we don’t step, gon’ make me show him somethin’
I’m a savage, yeah, Randy
My b#tch not average, she a baddie
Hundred K in carats, I ain’t cappin’
I can’t kick my cup, I love these drugs, it’s just a habit
I’m a savage, yeah, Randy
My b#tch not average, she a baddie
Hundred K in carats, I ain’t cappin’
I can’t kick my cup, I love these drugs, it’s just a habit
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Habits – English Translation
Eh
[iMixNation for real
I’m savage, ayy
I’m a savage, yeah, Randy
My b#tch not average, she a baddie
Hundred K in carats, I ain’t cappin’
I can’t kick my cup, I love these drugs, it’s just a habit
I’m a savage, yeah, Randy
My b#tch not average, she a baddie
Hundred K in carats, I ain’t cappin’
I can’t kick my cup, I love these drugs, it’s just a habit
Uh, I just left a play from the bank, I got all blues
Snipers on the roof watching you, better not strike a move
.223 mix him like a DJ on the ones and twos
Say that he took somethin’ from me, it must’ve been April Fools
Chopper bullets, they gon’ multiply
Seem likе every time wе come through, up the score, hit more than five
When my n#gg# died, boy, I slid every night before I cried
Boy, don’t tell me ’bout no pain, you can’t even look me in my eyes
Throw me in the ocean, I’ma turn into a shark up in that b#tch
n#gg#s ain’t havin’ motion, I can tell the way they post just throwback pics
Gotta move swift ’cause, n#gg#s, they’ll f#ck around and snitch
I be cool, but all I gotta do is tell they #ss to blitz [Blitz]
I’m a savage, yeah, Randy
My b#tch not average, she a baddie
Hundred K in carats, I ain’t cappin’
I can’t kick my cup, I love these drugs, it’s just a habit
I’m a savage, yeah, Randy
My b#tch not average, she a baddie
Hundred K in carats, I ain’t cappin’
I can’t kick my cup, I love these drugs, it’s just a habit
Uh, on the cool, I feel like I’m way too real for hip-hop
You can eat my dick up through these shorts, b#tch, I don’t lip-lock
Trap house, that b#tch jumpin’ off the porch, we need more Ziplocs
Uh, pull up, this a score-and-go, yeah, we call it a pit stop
Uh, diamonds in my ear, check my ice out, crystal clear [Uh
What I spend on my gear a weak, you ain’t made in a year
Uh, off these pints, I’m super geeked, baby, I ain’t got no fear
Uh, pop a seal, I’m sippin’ lean, baby, I don’t drink no beer
Uh, you catch me in all black, just know I’m up to somethin’
Uh, you ain’t gettin’ no real money, that’s cap, boy, stop the frontin’
Uh, when you start gettin’ money, n#gg#s act like you owe ’em somethin’
Uh, n#gg# actin’ like we don’t step, gon’ make me show him somethin’
I’m a savage, yeah, Randy
My b#tch not average, she a baddie
Hundred K in carats, I ain’t cappin’
I can’t kick my cup, I love these drugs, it’s just a habit
I’m a savage, yeah, Randy
My b#tch not average, she a baddie
Hundred K in carats, I ain’t cappin’
I can’t kick my cup, I love these drugs, it’s just a habit
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Lyrics BFG Straap – Habits
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