Good Hearts & Bad Habits
I got a lot of good hearts
And bad habits
Know a lot of good folk
And bad bandits
I got a lot of good friends
They all addicts
I don't wanna talk nice
Cause I've got a lot of good hearts
And bad habits
Know a lot of good folk
And bad bandits
Got a lot of good friends
They all addicts
If I gotta talk nice
I gotta practice
Saying that you want me
Yeah you don't need me
I don't give a fuck hoe
You tryna deceive me
If you wanna go now
Yeah you best leave me
Burning up my gas
While my music's on your TV
Fuck another hoe
In the back of the GT
Pull up to my show
Cuz I know she wanna see me
Get up on the stage
All these hoes they wanna treat me
Bitches try their best but they know
That they'll never beat me
Goodluck tryna beat me
Goodluck tryna seize me
I don't give a fuck
I know they just wanna be me
Pull up with a nine
All you bangers wanna tease me
If you want some smoke
I'll deliver best believe me
Take you to the side
where I left your brother Riri
If you wanna die
Say goodbye like ouija
Death note in my pocket
Got a Glock and a rocket
Wanna see it fire
Set the aim while I cock it
Think they better than the best
Ima put em to the test
Think they better than the rest
Put a whole inside his chest
Got a beam between my eyes
And a laser on my chest
Bitch you better take a shot
Before I pull out the finesse
Good hearts
But they plastic
Got a lot of good parts
With bad habits
Got a lot of good friends
They all addicts
I don't wanna talk nice
Cuz I've had it
Good hearts but they plastic
Demons in my attic
I've become so numb
But all these feelings get Jurassic
Plenty of good people
But most of them end up manic
Tryna find the one
Oh she's so perfect that I panic
Losing all my faith
I feel like she might be satanic
If she likes my music
Ima let the baddie blast it
I don't want an open casket
Nervous when I ask it
If I lose my temper
Know the stress is getting drastic
Good hearts
Make a good time sad
Bad Habits
Make me feel real bad
If I leave it
Ima want it back
If I take it
Ima end up mad
Good hearts
And bad habits
Know a lot of good folk
And bad bandits
Got a lot of good friends
They all addicts
If I gotta talk nice
I won't practice
And bad habits
Know a lot of good folk
And bad bandits
I got a lot of good friends
They all addicts
I don't wanna talk nice
Cause I've got a lot of good hearts
And bad habits
Know a lot of good folk
And bad bandits
Got a lot of good friends
They all addicts
If I gotta talk nice
I gotta practice
Saying that you want me
Yeah you don't need me
I don't give a fuck hoe
You tryna deceive me
If you wanna go now
Yeah you best leave me
Burning up my gas
While my music's on your TV
Fuck another hoe
In the back of the GT
Pull up to my show
Cuz I know she wanna see me
Get up on the stage
All these hoes they wanna treat me
Bitches try their best but they know
That they'll never beat me
Goodluck tryna beat me
Goodluck tryna seize me
I don't give a fuck
I know they just wanna be me
Pull up with a nine
All you bangers wanna tease me
If you want some smoke
I'll deliver best believe me
Take you to the side
where I left your brother Riri
If you wanna die
Say goodbye like ouija
Death note in my pocket
Got a Glock and a rocket
Wanna see it fire
Set the aim while I cock it
Think they better than the best
Ima put em to the test
Think they better than the rest
Put a whole inside his chest
Got a beam between my eyes
And a laser on my chest
Bitch you better take a shot
Before I pull out the finesse
Good hearts
But they plastic
Got a lot of good parts
With bad habits
Got a lot of good friends
They all addicts
I don't wanna talk nice
Cuz I've had it
Good hearts but they plastic
Demons in my attic
I've become so numb
But all these feelings get Jurassic
Plenty of good people
But most of them end up manic
Tryna find the one
Oh she's so perfect that I panic
Losing all my faith
I feel like she might be satanic
If she likes my music
Ima let the baddie blast it
I don't want an open casket
Nervous when I ask it
If I lose my temper
Know the stress is getting drastic
Good hearts
Make a good time sad
Bad Habits
Make me feel real bad
If I leave it
Ima want it back
If I take it
Ima end up mad
Good hearts
And bad habits
Know a lot of good folk
And bad bandits
Got a lot of good friends
They all addicts
If I gotta talk nice
I won't practice
Credits
Writer(s): Angelus Ghotti
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Link
Altri album
- GOTH STAR (The Good Hearts & Bad Habits Mixtape) [Volume I Track IV]
- Good Hearts & Bad Habits - Single
- HURT.
- Lo$t Boy, Pt. 1 (The Good Hearts & Bad Habits Mixtape VOLUME I)
- I PICK UP THE PHONE (The Good Hearts & Bad Habits MIXTAPE VOLUME I) [TRACK II]
- Silent Screams/999
- Leather
- All the Same
- Forty Seven 47
- Memento Mori
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