Peewee Longway - Bad Habits lyrics

[Bridge: PeeWee Longway] MPA(Bandcamp) I know that You know what I'm saying? I got habits I can't shake You know what I'm saying? I got high-end expensive linen You know what I mean? You know what I'm saying? Driving fast cars Counting a lot of cash f**ing bad b**hes You know what I'm saying? Smoking good OG weed Pouring up good Actavis I know that [Hook: MPA Wicced] I got bad habits I can't help it I love f**ing bad b**hes Counting cash Driving fast sh** I got bad habits I got bad habits I love buying diamonds watch us flood them with karats Whoa [Verse 1: PeeWee Longway] Got 40 pointers on my bezel VVS's on a whole nother level Pouring mud not measured A thousand bruises counting presidents Yeah I got bad habits OG gas bags in the attic In the basement In the cabinet Got a bad habit thumbing through Jacksons Got a bad habit sh**ting no laxative Foreign hoes s**ing dick no relaxing I know the nat nat hoes Yeah we pa**ing them Matte black Jag boy! Not a Aston Got bad habits I can't handle it Bad habits take a n***a b**h scandalous It's a habit b**h It's a habit b**h Longway not your average [Hook] [Verse 2: MPA Wicced] That bullsh** you got on crappy Plus it's lightweight My diamonds crushed out And my sh** on ice tray Depending on how I feel I might buy DB9 today Diamonds shine like the sun VV 1's no ricochet All these bad habits I got b**h I'm still paid Laughing at you s**ers Behind the dark Marc Jacob shades Your girl she dig flavor Something I can't help it Yeah b**h, I already look wealthy Take a look get a picture, selfie Yeah b**h I'm one hell of a n***a can't you tell it? Yeah, I ain't selfish My whole team is Everybody ball b**h Ain't no such thing on the bleachers [Hook] [Verse 2: MPA Wicced] Draped up in Versace Oops I mean Versace I see you digging flavor Why you watching? Girl blog me Yeah we call her hot topic Yeah good head No slow You still stalking Yeah I'm running through these hoes Marcy Fawcett Lean done took over the molly I feel like everybody watching I'm a geeked up folk And mind still on the dollars I don't turn sh** down n***a But my collar If the player about that money We'll handle that problem Make them hits on the phone While your wifey blow job me And I damn show hope The hell yall ain't kissing that Because I be skeeting Right where her dentures at [Hook]