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habits - onlytecs lyrics

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[chorus]
you want to learn how to spin? n*gga get the f*ck in
you ain’t bumping your gun? n*gga get the f*ck out
n*gga died for a diss, he was running his mouth
n*ggas know what i’m on i got drac’s in the couch
i ain’t stopping for sh*t, i’ve been dragging my d*ck
n*ggas know what i’m on i got drac’ in my dip
it’s just me and my slime, he got sh*ts in the whip just me and my slime and we stopping that car
i’m jammin’ like sh*t i just popped me a bar
i’m jammin’ like sh*t i just popped me a pill
you ain’t on sh*t need to catch you a k!ll
you ain’t on sh*t need to catch you a b
n*ggas know about me, i’ma keep sh*t discrete
the hoes on d*ck said i’m cool then a b*tch
just caught me a hat, had to swap out my switch
just caught me a hat, had to swap out my gun

[verse]
you n*ggas be broke can’t beef with a bum
caught up with my vic and i made his ass run
i go on they block and turn they ass into the one
no face demon i ain’t showin’ my—
no face demon i ain’t showin’ fo—
no face dеmon i ain’t showin’ my face
y’all get in that jam and y’all turn into young— shhh
just me and my slimе, we can’t spin with no rooks
i was jackin’ sh*t early, y’all can call me a crook
i might just k!ll you if you give me that look
might just k!ll you if you if you send me that diss
i ain’t going lie, i ain’t stopping for sh*t
all gas, no brakes, i ain’t stopping for sh*t
they like d*mn lil’ tec when the f*ck you gonna miss
i was bumpin’ my gun and i ain’t f*cking miss
i hop in that stu start tellin’ em sh*t
get in that stu start dragging my nuts
you beefing and then broke, go get you some bucks
hop out, four deep, we was sliding in the truck
drop bombs on they rip b*tch i feel like osama
got a b*tch named mich*lle but don’t call me obama
don’t ask me to pick, i want you and your mama
don’t ask me to pick, i want you and your uh
don’t ask me to pick, i want you and your mama
don’t ask me to pick, i want you and your uh
don’t ask me to pick, i want you and your mama
drop bombs on they rip b*tch i feel like osama
got a b*tch named mich*lle but don’t call me obama
don’t ask me to pick, i want you and your mama
don’t ask me to pick, i want you and your uh
[chorus]
you want to learn how to spin? n*gga get the f*ck in
you ain’t bumping your gun? n*gga get the f*ck out
n*gga died for a diss, he was running his mouth
n*ggas know what i’m on i got drac’s in the couch
i ain’t stopping for sh*t, i’ve been dragging my d*ck
n*ggas know what i’m on i got drac’ in my dip
it’s just me and my slime, he got sh*ts in the whip just me and my slime and we stopping that car
i’m jammin’ like sh*t i just popped me a bar
i’m jammin’ like sh*t i just popped me a pill
you ain’t on sh*t need to catch you a k!ll
you ain’t on sh*t need to catch you a b
n*ggas know about me, i’ma keep sh*t discrete
the hoes on d*ck said i’m cool then a b*tch
just caught me a hat, had to swap out my switch
just caught me a hat, had to swap out my gun

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