French Montana - Bad Habits (Ft. Bun B) Lyrics
(Hook)x2I got some habits most of 'em badIm trying to stop but they keep on comin' backSmokin' on that kush sippin' on that 'gnacLives a ***** thats how you get her of ya back/[Bun B]Say I'm straight up out the streetsthe hood know my name, they know my reputationIm deep up in the game, now I dont roll with lamesI only rock with don's, to get that paper up and they hustle onIt deeper then the song, its realer then the hookI really was a thug, I really was a crookI seen the dope sell, I seen the crack cookHerion shot up, and then I seen they lives tookI watched the judge throw the book and give my homie thirtyBut I'm still on the block, still ridin' dirtyGuess I cant be nothin 'else but who i am, Yeah my heads real bad but i don't give a damn/(Hook)x2[French Montana]Convict whats happinin' young nigga trapin itBumbin that GK before i was rappin itnow nigga own nigga, con be the captin it100 rounds sound like reggaton when im clappin ithomie we in them streets like them yellow signsMontana money longer then them yellow lines*****es with the *****es, cuz nigga everything a goCrib so clean you can eat off tha floor ,Dont talk money mean, dont talk back approach me funnyHear that thang go clap, doing the same shit that got my partner 75Dont ask me why im drinkin n' get high/(Hook)x2
