Drug addict smokin Gas Im asthmatic, On the Pressure on the lean good Cabbage
Rolling it up I gotta double cup in the attic
Fill it with Pints sipping on lean is a bad habit
I was too quick Im in a jag fast like a rabit
Ion do guns imma street fighter they call me sagat
Pouring codeine all in my kidney damn it's a habit
Damn it's a habit four nickel on my waist wreaking havoc
I got a bad habit, know that im totting this ratchet
Know this chevelle is a classic and no im not crashing
I shoot my shot like im magic finessing these hoes outta baggage I post at the package
I get it off im the fastest i still put some drugs in the mattress
I got a bad habit, Don't let me catch you lacking in the traffic
Triple beam bust it down had to wrap it , Quarter p coming in by the package
Couldn't quit the lean nigga it's a habit
Molly for the hoes got em turning ratchet
These blue faces Crip the way they be stacking
Swerving in lane like the way im passing
Scat pack leave yo ass in the ashes
Two twins on me bout to do sum nasty
Yo hoe wanna f*ck told her stop asking
Drug addict smokin Gas Im asthmatic, On the Pressure on the lean good Cabbage
Rolling it up I gotta double cup in the attic
Fill it with Pints sipping on lean is a bad habit
I was too quick Im in a jag fast like a rabit
Ion do guns imma street fighter they call me sagat
Pouring codeine all in my kidney damn it's a habit
Damn it's a habit four nickel on my waist wreaking havoc
Jack, The big 40 Glock you can have it
I cut out the cap cus it sound just like static
Stepping on these niggas neck that my habit
I pop a perc to feel happy
Just left the bank to deposit the back end
Plug come and drop the dope off tell em backin
Then Go hit the feans like that pack in
I'm in this bit I'm wit Trab
V8 hemi nigga ain't no cab
You not a real nigga we can't collab
My boy in prison got the shank don't get stabbed
12 askin question so I shrug
Too many racks you can't get a hug
You not my Patna you can't get a dub
All of my young niggas servin drugs
Country nigga so im rocking my slugs
Trabajarie - Habit (feat. Jack & Binky) Lyrics
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Drug addict smokin Gas Im asthmatic, On the Pressure on the lean good Cabbage
Rolling it up I gotta double cup in the attic
Fill it with Pints sipping on lean is a bad habit
I was too quick Im in a jag fast like a rabit
Ion do guns imma street fighter they call me sagat
Pouring codeine all in my kidney damn it's a habit
Damn it's a habit four nickel on my waist wreaking havoc
I got a bad habit, know that im totting this ratchet
Know this chevelle is a classic and no im not crashing
I shoot my shot like im magic finessing these hoes outta baggage I post at the package
I get it off im the fastest i still put some drugs in the mattress
I got a bad habit, Don't let me catch you lacking in the traffic
Triple beam bust it down had to wrap it , Quarter p coming in by the package
Couldn't quit the lean nigga it's a habit
Molly for the hoes got em turning ratchet
These blue faces Crip the way they be stacking
Swerving in lane like the way im passing
Scat pack leave yo ass in the ashes
Two twins on me bout to do sum nasty
Yo hoe wanna f*ck told her stop asking
Drug addict smokin Gas Im asthmatic, On the Pressure on the lean good Cabbage
Rolling it up I gotta double cup in the attic
Fill it with Pints sipping on lean is a bad habit
I was too quick Im in a jag fast like a rabit
Ion do guns imma street fighter they call me sagat
Pouring codeine all in my kidney damn it's a habit
Damn it's a habit four nickel on my waist wreaking havoc
Jack, The big 40 Glock you can have it
I cut out the cap cus it sound just like static
Stepping on these niggas neck that my habit
I pop a perc to feel happy
Just left the bank to deposit the back end
Plug come and drop the dope off tell em backin
Then Go hit the feans like that pack in
I'm in this bit I'm wit Trab
V8 hemi nigga ain't no cab
You not a real nigga we can't collab
My boy in prison got the shank don't get stabbed
12 askin question so I shrug
Too many racks you can't get a hug
You not my Patna you can't get a dub
All of my young niggas servin drugs
Country nigga so im rocking my slugs
Rolling it up I gotta double cup in the attic
Fill it with Pints sipping on lean is a bad habit
I was too quick Im in a jag fast like a rabit
Ion do guns imma street fighter they call me sagat
Pouring codeine all in my kidney damn it's a habit
Damn it's a habit four nickel on my waist wreaking havoc
I got a bad habit, know that im totting this ratchet
Know this chevelle is a classic and no im not crashing
I shoot my shot like im magic finessing these hoes outta baggage I post at the package
I get it off im the fastest i still put some drugs in the mattress
I got a bad habit, Don't let me catch you lacking in the traffic
Triple beam bust it down had to wrap it , Quarter p coming in by the package
Couldn't quit the lean nigga it's a habit
Molly for the hoes got em turning ratchet
These blue faces Crip the way they be stacking
Swerving in lane like the way im passing
Scat pack leave yo ass in the ashes
Two twins on me bout to do sum nasty
Yo hoe wanna f*ck told her stop asking
Drug addict smokin Gas Im asthmatic, On the Pressure on the lean good Cabbage
Rolling it up I gotta double cup in the attic
Fill it with Pints sipping on lean is a bad habit
I was too quick Im in a jag fast like a rabit
Ion do guns imma street fighter they call me sagat
Pouring codeine all in my kidney damn it's a habit
Damn it's a habit four nickel on my waist wreaking havoc
Jack, The big 40 Glock you can have it
I cut out the cap cus it sound just like static
Stepping on these niggas neck that my habit
I pop a perc to feel happy
Just left the bank to deposit the back end
Plug come and drop the dope off tell em backin
Then Go hit the feans like that pack in
I'm in this bit I'm wit Trab
V8 hemi nigga ain't no cab
You not a real nigga we can't collab
My boy in prison got the shank don't get stabbed
12 askin question so I shrug
Too many racks you can't get a hug
You not my Patna you can't get a dub
All of my young niggas servin drugs
Country nigga so im rocking my slugs
Writer: Travarie Westberry
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