Bad Habits - Shakewell

See the energy

Ayy, YAYGO

See the energy, I got chakra, you can notice

Pull up thirty deep, hunnid hollows and it’s full flex

See you, I don’t speak and this Glock, it hold the drum kit

Wolfie, show my teeth, ain’t no barkin' when the moon lit

See the energy, I got chakra, you can notice

Pull up thirty deep, hunnid hollows and it’s full flex

See you, I don’t speak and this Glock, it hold the drum kit

Wolfie, show my teeth, ain’t no barkin' when the moon lit

I got my toolie, got my shank, I got bad habits

This ain’t no game, I ain’t no Clank, I ain’t no Ratchet

I up this thang, you in my frame, you gon' get splattered

Ran up a quarter milli' twice, my face be tatted

Okay, they said I wouldn’t be shit if I go drop out

I got the offer, go on tour and then I dropped out

Yeah, I’m a artist, guess that’s why I’m pull them mops out

My flow retarded, you a target in this trap house

YAYGO got bands and stranger things that make this beat bump

I keep a Gucci sidebag on me where my heat tucked

I make a fuckboy think I’m Zeus the way this light struck

My partner probably fucked his bitch, that’s why he don’t like us

See the energy, I got chakra, you can notice

Pull up thirty deep, hunnid hollows and it’s full flex

See you, I don’t speak and this Glock, it hold the drum kit

Wolfie, show my teeth, ain’t no barkin' when the moon lit

See the energy, I got chakra, you can notice

Pull up thirty deep, hunnid hollows and it’s full flex

See you, I don’t speak and this Glock, it hold the drum kit

Wolfie, show my teeth, ain’t no barkin' when the moon lit

Pulled up on the street, air it out, another murder scene

I put down the mic for the night and let my chopper sing

Married to the game, 'bout to buy myself a wedding ring

Spend it on myself, no, a bitch won’t get a cent from me

Bonnie and Clyde, my bitch so bad, she know the cash rules

When me and shorty get together, it be bad news

I love that ass, I grab it when she love my tattoos

I fuck her face, a dragon, call it tattoo

Lay down this gas then smoke the opp, he smell like octane

I need exotics for the low, who got that fire flame?

I’ma hit the stage, voodoo walkin' to them digits, bruh

You gon' hit the stage, heard the concert and it’s crickets now

See the energy, I got chakra, you can notice

Pull up thirty deep, hunnid hollows and it’s full flex

See you, I don’t speak and this Glock, it hold the drum kit

Wolfie, show my teeth, ain’t no barkin' when the moon lit

See the energy, I got chakra, you can notice

Pull up thirty deep, hunnid hollows and it’s full flex

See you, I don’t speak and this Glock, it hold the drum kit

Wolfie, show my teeth, ain’t no barkin' when the moon lit