Bad Habits pt. 2

[Hook 2x] Cars all foreign Bleed, still pouring Cars all foreign Bleed, still pouring Cars all foreign Bleed, still pouring Cars all foreign Bleed, still pouring Plus I gotta bad habit, tracks on my arm yo I- [Verse 1] Yo I gotta bad habit, you don't wanna have it I pop pills daily, you a silly rabbit Catch me in the ring, no gloves Now they wanna know about the shit that I does, fucker You can lose a life so go sharpen your knife Dude starting wilin' out cause I'm touching on his wife Man fuck your marriage, horse drawn carriage Talking 'bout depends, no detail to spare bitch I'm there bitch, that guy, fat lines, black ties White ties, let me tie one off real quick You spy into my life you could puke up your biscuits I whip shits like Bisquick and all the hoes know this dick It's mad long, your blog suck nuts Call me on the phone, he wanna buttfuck What up? I'm chillin' on the corner Sipping OE, motherfuck your corona and 'zona [Hook] [Verse 2] Yo I only blow loud, fuck all the rest No need a vest, gotta crest on my chest Ralph Lauren, you fell off, flooring Your whole flow boring, your live show nothing but a chore To watch, I got the goldest watch, stolen Tripping out in Vegas, I ain't scared but I'm loathing The smoke and I gotta stay smoking, jokes man I only smoke coke, well I stopped, and I'm coping Fuck it, I know you bitches hoping this son die Like I'm hanging off a rope, but the truth is I ain't do shit to be ruthless I'm born rich fucker, stacks in the duffel [Hook]