Nate Suave - Bad Habits lyrics

Neva catch me lackin I might pull
Out automatics got a drum
Up on a Glock you gon hear that shit blasting
Put a extendo on a snub
Ima make that thing pop
Yea this the hood yea know the block is hot

Neva catch me lackin I might
Pull out automatics so
Ima good kid I just got sum bad
Habit's rock a abape balmains
I’m into fashion mess
Wit the money u gon them things clapping

Rubin off the paint run em
Down like Ricky James make
Em stumble all around like he really off the
Lean if it ain’t bout the money then fuck up
Out my face I don’t really fuck wit lames
Don’t hate the playa hate the
Game i just want the
Money keep the girls and fame keep the girls
And the fame I’m just tryna
Get this money tryna
Make big bank big bank take little bank

I’m just really out here tryna
Do my thing yea they
Just out here hating I don’t really care yea
Doing big things yea ready for a new year one
Of a kind baby girl yea I’m real rare

Got a drum up on Glock you
Gon here thing pop we
Be makin moves yea the grind
Don’t neva stop got
All eyez on me when I pull up to the block
All the haters hating on me I don’t care
Yea I’m just doing me i
Don’t care bout nobody all
I care bout the green man I love the money
I ain’t got no friends Na
They be moving funny I
Just take they girls even
When I’m looking bumy