I been going dumb, I need to break these bad habits
Cracked a bad bitch, yeah we did it on a mattress,
Don't care bout who don't like me cause I'll slap em with my ratchet
Don't make me get my evil twin, I'm 2kourts and he Magic
These hollows tips do damage
Got a white boy in the clique and he be trippin off the shrooms
If you show me that you rock with me, it's nothing I won't do
And I've been solid from the jump, I guess that's why I'm so confused
And if I act with my emotions, I might end up on the news
And I've been trying to find a way to ease my brain and numb the pain
I've been smoking on the trees, might pick up the novocaine
And don't you think that you can play me cause 2kourts be running game
Yeah, 2kourts be running game
And all these f*ck niggas lame, uh Pocket rockets sit up on my hip, I let it bang
Don't cross me out cause I'm the one that overwhoop the fame, uh
Headed right up to the top like I just built a crane, uh
Big gun up on my hip, fye, fye, you feel that flame, huh
Yo, bitch she just got turned on Speed racing, all up in that coupe
Bitch, I'm long gone Kickin shit like Hong Kong
I'm kickin shit like Bruce Lee Once lil' buddy dead, I'ma go ghost
You cannot see me
Push up on him, make sure that they all dead
If we can't catch him, bitch, I bet we go and catch his mama head
How the f*ck you bite my hand? I'm the one that fed
I'm not a killer, but don't push me I might be going fed
Put that heat all on that boy Scramble him like some eggs
We keep sliding on they block Like my cock got a sled
Tryna play just you like you hard But that's all for the tag
Try to push up on the gang And do that shit, you end up dead
Bitch
I been going dumb, I need to break these bad habits
Cracked a bad bitch, yeah, we did it on a mattress
Don't care bout who don't like me Cause I'll slap em with my ratchet
Don't make me get my evil twin i'm 2kourts and he Magic
These hollows tips do damage
Got a white boy in the clique, and he be tripping off the shrooms
If you show me that you rock with me, it's nothing I won't do
And I been solid from the jump, I guess that's why I'm so confused
And if I act with my emotions, I might end up on the news
And I been tryna find a way to ease my brain and numb the pain
I been smoking on the trees, might pick up the novocaine
And don't you think that you can play me? Cause 2kourts be running game
Yeah, 2kourts be running game
2kourts - Bad Habits (feat. BBS Youngan) Lyrics
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I been going dumb, I need to break these bad habits
Cracked a bad bitch, yeah we did it on a mattress,
Don't care bout who don't like me cause I'll slap em with my ratchet
Don't make me get my evil twin, I'm 2kourts and he Magic
These hollows tips do damage
Got a white boy in the clique and he be trippin off the shrooms
If you show me that you rock with me, it's nothing I won't do
And I've been solid from the jump, I guess that's why I'm so confused
And if I act with my emotions, I might end up on the news
And I've been trying to find a way to ease my brain and numb the pain
I've been smoking on the trees, might pick up the novocaine
And don't you think that you can play me cause 2kourts be running game
Yeah, 2kourts be running game
And all these f*ck niggas lame, uh Pocket rockets sit up on my hip, I let it bang
Don't cross me out cause I'm the one that overwhoop the fame, uh
Headed right up to the top like I just built a crane, uh
Big gun up on my hip, fye, fye, you feel that flame, huh
Yo, bitch she just got turned on Speed racing, all up in that coupe
Bitch, I'm long gone Kickin shit like Hong Kong
I'm kickin shit like Bruce Lee Once lil' buddy dead, I'ma go ghost
You cannot see me
Push up on him, make sure that they all dead
If we can't catch him, bitch, I bet we go and catch his mama head
How the f*ck you bite my hand? I'm the one that fed
I'm not a killer, but don't push me I might be going fed
Put that heat all on that boy Scramble him like some eggs
We keep sliding on they block Like my cock got a sled
Tryna play just you like you hard But that's all for the tag
Try to push up on the gang And do that shit, you end up dead
Bitch
I been going dumb, I need to break these bad habits
Cracked a bad bitch, yeah, we did it on a mattress
Don't care bout who don't like me Cause I'll slap em with my ratchet
Don't make me get my evil twin i'm 2kourts and he Magic
These hollows tips do damage
Got a white boy in the clique, and he be tripping off the shrooms
If you show me that you rock with me, it's nothing I won't do
And I been solid from the jump, I guess that's why I'm so confused
And if I act with my emotions, I might end up on the news
And I been tryna find a way to ease my brain and numb the pain
I been smoking on the trees, might pick up the novocaine
And don't you think that you can play me? Cause 2kourts be running game
Yeah, 2kourts be running game
Cracked a bad bitch, yeah we did it on a mattress,
Don't care bout who don't like me cause I'll slap em with my ratchet
Don't make me get my evil twin, I'm 2kourts and he Magic
These hollows tips do damage
Got a white boy in the clique and he be trippin off the shrooms
If you show me that you rock with me, it's nothing I won't do
And I've been solid from the jump, I guess that's why I'm so confused
And if I act with my emotions, I might end up on the news
And I've been trying to find a way to ease my brain and numb the pain
I've been smoking on the trees, might pick up the novocaine
And don't you think that you can play me cause 2kourts be running game
Yeah, 2kourts be running game
And all these f*ck niggas lame, uh Pocket rockets sit up on my hip, I let it bang
Don't cross me out cause I'm the one that overwhoop the fame, uh
Headed right up to the top like I just built a crane, uh
Big gun up on my hip, fye, fye, you feel that flame, huh
Yo, bitch she just got turned on Speed racing, all up in that coupe
Bitch, I'm long gone Kickin shit like Hong Kong
I'm kickin shit like Bruce Lee Once lil' buddy dead, I'ma go ghost
You cannot see me
Push up on him, make sure that they all dead
If we can't catch him, bitch, I bet we go and catch his mama head
How the f*ck you bite my hand? I'm the one that fed
I'm not a killer, but don't push me I might be going fed
Put that heat all on that boy Scramble him like some eggs
We keep sliding on they block Like my cock got a sled
Tryna play just you like you hard But that's all for the tag
Try to push up on the gang And do that shit, you end up dead
Bitch
I been going dumb, I need to break these bad habits
Cracked a bad bitch, yeah, we did it on a mattress
Don't care bout who don't like me Cause I'll slap em with my ratchet
Don't make me get my evil twin i'm 2kourts and he Magic
These hollows tips do damage
Got a white boy in the clique, and he be tripping off the shrooms
If you show me that you rock with me, it's nothing I won't do
And I been solid from the jump, I guess that's why I'm so confused
And if I act with my emotions, I might end up on the news
And I been tryna find a way to ease my brain and numb the pain
I been smoking on the trees, might pick up the novocaine
And don't you think that you can play me? Cause 2kourts be running game
Yeah, 2kourts be running game
Writer: Kyaire Armstrong
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