Brizzy K - Bad Habits (feat. $hozilla) Lyrics

I'm in love with the drugs, I got a bad habit
I be f*ckin' on these tricks, call me a silly wabbit
(Yo where Bennie at)
I'm in the back with your bitch like Houdini
And I think I'm bout to do magic
F*ck her and I disappear, let me make it clear
When I'm yellin' out where Bennie at
Y'all say I'm here
I'm bout to come up with the punchlines
It's crunch time I swear if I had a gun, I'd up mine
Nigga wanna fight me, boy, I swear to God, that shit be chicken
I'll beat his ass like Popeye when he eat his spinach
Man, this summer hella hot, it's like two fat bitches
Roll around in the bed and they steady kissin
I f*cked a bitch off a
(Boy gon head and finish)
I f*cked a bitch off a perk, now I'm on a
Mission Bad bitches think they really runnin' game
But you bout to bring the pain, cause these bitches, man, they never listen
I ain't a Griffin, but this bitch said she want my peter
I ain't gon' lie, I got a bitch who wanna be my eater
Brodie called, said he talkin' to this bitch and then she flexin' on her pussy
And now he call her Aquafina
Damn, ho, is your pussy wet? Is it Aquafina
I'll make a pussy nigga, dance, hit the macarena
Bring me your pussy right now, bitch, you get subpoenaed
Don't bring your bitch around me, bitch, she gettin' fingered
Fell in love with trappin
I'm still trappin
When I'm sayin' ain't trappin
Fell in love with cappin
I'm still cappin
When I'm sayin' ain't cappin
Fell in love with money
I'm still havin
When I'm sayin' ain't havin
Lyin' to the police
It ain't happen
When I knew that it happened
I'm the star of the show
I'm in action when there ain't no action
On God, I'ma blow, I ain't packin, just to say I'm packin
I need a bad-ass bitch, that's gon' make me a sandwich
I need a corny-ass bitch, act like Tiffany Haddish
I need a dumb-ass bitch, that's gon' make me the magic
She like to wear a nigga's swag, she like, ooh, boy, you tatted