Lyrics:
your ass
Imma simp for your riches
Cuz I give you my chash
I don't understand it
Why you hate on my ass
Fuck all your fans
Imma fuck all your mans
I
had me falling need a parachute (aye)
And you did it all wit an attitude (hmm)
Girl you bad
Your homegirls bad
Your lil sister bad
Your mamma bad
But
know but I've been told, you live this way you won't grow old
Our addiction hits so quick, these bad habits are hard to quit
Bad habits, bad habits
to lose me
The rules we go by, where I'm from, she don't know
When I say I'm goin' around the way, she won't go
(Hell no) C'mon baby, you aight with me
to lose me
The rules we go by, where I'm from, she don't know
When I say I'm goin' around the way, she won't go
(Hell no) C'mon baby, you aight with me
Uh-oh somethin's gonna happen
3rd Storee
Yea
Yo wassup this is RL
Where my boys 3rd Storee
We got to make you dance with Disarray you know what I'm
know you're hurting (I know you're hurting)
But don't let the bad things get to you
I'm taking it step by step (oh, oh, oh, oh)
Bit by bit (bit by
know you're hurting (I know you're hurting)
But don't let the bad things get to you
I'm taking it step by step (oh, oh, oh, oh)
Bit by bit (bit by
aye
Put Cho hands in the air let em wave if you feeling great aye aye
To my ladies looking good and getting paid lemme hear ya say aye aye
It's Cisalo
Aw, it'd get hung up real bad
In a case of jealousy, love can make you mad
Aw, yeah
Now everybody, everybody's got his own thing
Everybody's got
Time is feelin' right
In the day time, everybody's outside
Wavin' at their neighbors when they pass them by
I'm in a tank top, and some b ball shorts
You
They say I'm done but I'm still ahead
And by the time I'm done we'll all be dead
Is it bad I wish you wanted me
When I don't even know your name
Is it
Wiley
Representing, ain't got the tee on
Today but you know it’s Boy Better know
Okay!
My name's Skepta, also known as H-A-Y
'Cause if I got P’s I'm
Make it warm today
So I whisper in her ear now her body don dey vibrate
You know say Papi no dey play
Say she got a man at home so I took her
pitch forks
So you can ignore what your living for
We all fight till we die
We all fight oo oh oo oh
I just don't know what else I can do for you
Not
wanna know
Whatchu wanna know
Seven years of bad luck
But this shit it don’t add up
I’m twenty fucking one now
So that shit should’ve been done
All
You know you want me back
You up here 'bout to have a heart attack
You know you know you know you want it bad
That's why you 'bout to have a heart
Lil' mama bad and she bad then a bitch, yeah
She got that stash in the bag, I can see it, yeah
I got a tab in the back, if you need, yeah
She fuck
I tried that game
But the dope boy's turning me on
(Baby, did you)
It's just that he know what I want (Oh, oh)
So bad, I love that, I can't leave 'em
shop
You know I keep it real
Crawl back to Photoshop
I left the net broken
Like Chicago tornado sirens
You dropped some hit's and
Then? Radio silence
you can keep my sweater
This time it's head over heart
Even for your displeasure
Flip the coin heads or tails
I'm not a professor but look what I bet
Beggin' you please
You know what I want
And it ain't one of these
You're bad to the bone
And your girlfriend agreed
That falling in love is so hard
Beggin' you please
You know what I want
And it ain't one of these
You're bad to the bone
And your girlfriend agreed
That falling in love is so hard
them, who you got to blame?
Bad habits, Bad habits
Flush it all away, go an' spit it down the drain
Bad habits, Bad habits
Chemical dependencies have
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