Habits Songtext
von J‐Diggs

Oh, oh, whoa
(You know the beat, you know the beat)

I be on some fly shit (fly shit)
All my bitches bad when they walk by shit (by shit)
Stack money, and we smoke the best weed (best weed)
Y′all can do it once, but it's a everyday thing
I got a couple habits
I got a couple habits
Oh, whoa, I got a couple habits (oh, yeah, yeah)
I got a couple habits

Every night I be counting my cams
She be rolling up my weed while I′m palming her ass
I just tell her what I need, she get right to it fast (get right to it fast)
There's nothing in the world that I can't have (I can′t have)
Ay, I tell her bring her friend (bring her friend)
That was all it took for her to leave her man (leave her man)
I hopped out the spur of me and two bad bitches
Doing the same thing you would do if you had bitches


My bitch like bitches, she knock bitches for pleasure
And every now and then we knock bitches together
I caught her off in traffic, she was mixing and matching (mixing and matching)
The way she getting money, it was itching my passion (itching my passion)
She keep running from me, but I kept on smashing
Showed her one fly nigga with a big old mansion (big old mansion)

Las Vegas back to California (back to California)
I′m addicted to the money and the marijuana
The look in my eye describes sex and murder
You can tell I was high off Shebensky sherbet
She ran away from him, he ain't tame her right
I put dick in her stomach, and it changed her life

I be on some fly shit
All my bitches bad when they walk by shit
Stack money, and we smoke the best weed
Y′all can do it once, but it's a everyday thing
I got a couple habits
I got a couple habits
Oh, whoa, I got a couple habits (oh, yeah, yeah)
I got a couple habits


I got a couple habits
I like to smoke good weed with a bad bitch
I go hard on these niggas, I′m a savage
And I really don't do nothin′ average
Still get it out the mud though (mud though)
I'm cutthroat for the folks I got love for

I ain't tripping all up, bro
Just play it safe and keep them suckers out your club, though
Real bitch, I don′t need no faggots
She just help me get money how she feed my habits
Every day, sunny Honolulu beaches
I just tell her fly shit, I don′t do no speeches

And her bitch is my bitch, and we rockin' (we rockin′)
All we do is get money and go shoppin' (go shoppin′)
Yup, we take no days off
I tell her get to it, baby, 'cause it′s gon' pay off
I really like a bitch that's a go-getter
She ain′t never out of pocket, not for no nigga
I keep her on the fly shit (on the fly shit)
And you ain′t even gotta ask, that's my bitch

I be on some fly shit
All my bitches bad when they walk by shit
Stack money, and we smoke the best weed
Y′all can do it once, but it's a everyday thing
I got a couple habits
I got a couple habits
Oh, whoa, I got a couple habits (oh, yeah, yeah)
I got a couple habits