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habit - full trip lyrics

[chorus: full trip]
it’s a habit
woke up early morning, catchin’ planes, i’m up in traffic (beep, beep)
f*cking with these b*tches, bae i’m sorry, it’s a habit
when i get it, flip it, buss it down, i make it vanish (trap)
clean it ‘fore they clip it, now this b*tch think i do magic
woke up early morning, catchin’ planes, i’m up in traffic (srkt, skrt)
f*cking with these b*tches, bae i’m sorry, it’s a habit
when i get it, flip it, buss it down, i make it vanish (trap)
clean it ‘fore they clip it, now this b*tch think i do magic

[verse 1: full trip]
i ain’t never sit on perks, cuz these n*ggas gotta have it
imma money fiend and i swear that imma addict
i be in and out the rental, slidin’ up in traffic
man i swear this n*gga never pass the joint, this sh*t a habit
uhh
man i swear this b*tch is aggie
told her she can hit my phone and she ain’t even nasty
told her if she love me, i can put it in her face, uh
when i get my drink, i like to get it by the case, uh
free my n*ggas, locked up, really fighting cases
i’ve been running around, dodging 12 in different places
need a trap door slightly open, adjacent (skrtt)
uh
k!llin’ n*ggas, like i’m jason
uh
got me trapping out the bas*m*nt (trap)
dumping out the vacant
sliding in the stolo, try to fight about the station
smoke till i’m asian
n*ggas be hatin’
[chorus: full trip]
it’s a habit (sheesh)
woke up early morning, catchin’ planes, i’m up in traffic (skrtt)
f*cking with these b*tches, bae i’m sorry, it’s a habit
when i get it, flip it, buss it down, i make it vanish (trap)
clean it ‘fore they clip it, now this b*tch think i do magic
woke up early morning, catchin’ planes, i’m up in traffic (srktt)
f*cking with these b*tches, bae i’m sorry, it’s a habit
when i get it, flip it, buss it down, i make it vanish
clean it ‘fore they clip it, now this b*tch think i do magic

[verse 2: wizz havinn]
i need that money, n*gga, imma fiend for that sh*t
hit my asian plug with the bugs look like yao ming, jit
i do magic in that pot boy, i got a mean wrist
had to run off on that n*gga, he was just a sweet l!ck
she sucked my d*ck and said she love me, but that don’t mean sh*t
n*ggas talkin’ all that money, but they never seen it
now my eyes dilated, jiggin’ on a bean b*tch (uuh)
you can catch me in the trap, serving mr. clean b*tch, yeah
i stepped up in the spot with a dog sh*t on me
n*gga 38 high, cuz this b*tch all on me
n*gga was playing on my time, i done send dawg on em
pull a foreign off the lot, put the tints all on it, yeah
cuban link on my wrist, real p*ssy
ain’t no funny sh*t my way, boy i stand on real business
go and ask the streets about me, boy i’m having real chicken, n*gga
uh
[chorus: full trip]
it’s a habit
woke up early morning, catchin’ planes, i’m up in traffic
f*cking with these b*tches, bae i’m sorry, it’s a habit
when i get it, flip it, buss it down, i make it vanish
clean it ‘fore they clip it, now this b*tch think i do magic
woke up early morning, catchin’ planes, i’m up in traffic
f*cking with these b*tches, bae i’m sorry, it’s a habit
when i get it, flip it, buss it down, i make it vanish
clean it ‘fore they clip it, now this b*tch think i do magic

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