I had to leave these bitches alone
Nothing positive but that head when they hittin' my phone
If they ain't giving me dome, then they can't ride on chrome
F*ckin' with 'em, look up too much money and time gone
And both of those are a premium
So hoes I ain't seeing 'em, never do I skeet in 'em
Bitch you crazy you will never have my baby
And no matter how you feel you will never be my lady
OK
I got too many bad habits, got too many vices
I love to smoke weed, I love to shoot dices
I love bad bitches
The ones that we ain't wifing
I got too many bad habits, got too many vices
I got too many vices
I love to smoke weed, I love to shoot dices
I love to ball hard, where I don't look at prices
I got too many bad habits, got too many vices
I spend a lot of money on the um fairer sex
This gets me in a lot of trouble
Cars and women?
I guess
Fast cars, fast women?
Well, um, some are slow
Cars or the women?
Both
OK
My daddy taught me less vices then I got more money
But I'm tryna get all the money I ain't never gotta worry
My vision blurry, maybe its the liquor
Maybe it's one too many times I got a little too litty
Watched so many niggas ball
Have it all, then fall
If they money holla, I ain't tryna miss a call
Still life a gamble and a game
Put it all on the line if you tryna win it mane
I got too many bad habits, got too many vices
I love to smoke weed, I love to shoot dices
I love bad bitches
The ones that we ain't wifing
I got too many bad habits, got too many vices
I got too many vices
I love to smoke weed, I love to shoot dices
I love to ball hard, where I don't look at prices
I got too many bad habits, got too many vices