Habits

Yea Swish Big C Woo uhh check uhh yea
I gotta habit couldn't believe it
It's payomatic kick all the pieces
I get ecstatic rubber bands off plastics
Damn he live what he speaking
She wanna link I'm onda works like 9-5 we jink onda weekend
She saw the links wet like a sink
Jump in that pussy it better be seeping
Man we dropping niggaz off shoot and turn back like Gilbert Arenas
Slept with the baddest of bitches who treeshing
The puss never yours just temporary leasing
And they ball like Marcus Smart
While they be marking my shit up in Neiman's
This that 1800 call I feel like claiming this shit for no reason
Get cut like fractions yea we get it craccin' bout this dough
Man those boys be yapping flexing Andrew Jackson's to their bros
And these pants is satin hoes attracted drip is to the floor
Still gone flip that backend load them packs in tell em bring in more
Ain't nun like a ride or die bitch
On some 9-5 shit
Clap those flights a couple nights on some fly Dubai shit
What a sight I buss like pipes for all this time that I spent
That's my shorty on my Brodie's man she down to dump these slips
And she down to hold the stick
No 22 she up the blick
Had to put her up on game she even claimed Chanelly kicks
We like Waka Flocka Flame we love gun sounds when spraying shit
She perform like main events
Off my mind she cannot get
She gave me Benz punani in that S55
I caress her body while we smoke Georgia pie
Baddie like Kehlani I can't wait to make you mines
I can't love no thotty shit that was words from the wise
Hold up drop that addy on her
That's my down bitch I pull up drop that Bally on her
She call me daddy climb this dick just slap this fatty on em
Back on roads doing shows big drip how we styling on em
That bread just pilling on em



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Writer(s): Xersex Barker Hudson, Xerxes Barker-hudson
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