Kinga World - BAD HABITS

We gon turn up in this bitch, hold up
Porsche 911 go skurt
Georgia girls be calling me a flirt
Niggas puffing Ls, claim they tough as nails
Trust me imma hit you where it hurts
Blowing stacks and getting reimbursed
You would swear this life shit is rehearsed
Diamonds shining find me in the dirt
Think it's best to tell you I'm the worst
Okay, nigga I dress well spraying Dior cologne for the best smell
Throw that ass in a circle and we gon televise it because sex sells
Breathe the sess then I exhale, ride my wave and you can set sail
Amiri jeans 365 days take em off and my legs pale
Okay, count it up count up it's mathematics
Trigger finger itching, crack addict
I ain't bring no paper to the club if she throw that ass then imma Cash App it
Count it up count up it's mathematics
Trigger finger itching, crack addict
I ain't bring no paper to the club if she throw that ass then imma Cash App it
Tryna break these bad habits
Tryna break these bad habits
Tryna break these bad habits
A week later and I'm back at it
Tryna break these bad habits
Tryna break these bad habits
Tryna break these bad habits
A week later and I'm back at it
Okay, only got one brother you ain't family who the fuck are you
I been kicking game to all my students no more substitutes
314 I'm representing niggas know I'm from the Lou
For me she a freak but just imagine if her husband knew
He'd kill himself, I build this wealth I'm someone that you can't compare
I know I fucked up with my last bitch I just need one chance I swear,
Ain't need for me to reminisce, you ain't gang cause this a membership
I ain't tryna be just friends, unless that shit comes with benefits
Nah, unless that shit comes with benefits
I ain't tryna be just friends, unless that shit comes with benefits
Nah
Aye let me here that back

Written by:
Joshua Pryor

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