Privaledge Bad Habit Lyrics

Bag it, automatic,
You try hard I ain’t even go anatic
Bad habit, I tell the bitch do it like a bad habit

Old ass nigga tryin to sing
F*ck wrong nigga what you nigga I’m the man,
I ain’t even got a ring, no chain, no watch,
Martin Luther I’m a king
And my girlfriend Careta
Legs on... on the sweater
Twitter chick on my dick
Roll piece and I ain’t even matter
And I still need to chatter
Get on many beat, I’m thinking bout doing better
Can’t trust a nigga who’ll be changing like the weather
What we’re going to do a track crib, never
Is what I tell the rap nigga,
You ain’t wabby well, you ain’t rack with us,
Earb wanna be girl clap with us,
We going to do a track, we gonna spin a rack with us.

Hook:
Clap, clap, party bring it back,
Only smoke weed, molly never that
Money, cars, clothes, fame,
Niggas phonie, homies, lane
Bag it, automatic,
You try hard I ain’t even going attic
Bad habit, I tell the bitch do it like a bad habit
Do it, do it, bad habit,
Do it, do it do it, mother bad habit. Privaledge
Do it, do it, bad habit,
Do it, do it do it, mother bad habit.
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Bag it, automatic,
You try hard I ain’t even going attic
Bad habit, I tell the bitch do it like a bad habit

Middle finger down put the pinky up,
You ain’t coming over, you ain’t drinking us,
And I don’t do beer, only drink vodka and then bring it over here
F*ck a nigga chick now we’re acting a little weird,
We get home late, but she don’t even care,
Yeah privaledge give a great d,
Get it clear, you’ve been looking for the HD
Ask wanna taste me, hoes wanna love me,
Me, a little crash I ain’t never been a dummy,
Hoe lot of lil bit of money,
Maybe that’s the reason why she’s looking at you funny.

Bag it, automatic,
... eat the p**sy I ain’t going attic
Pocket full pf cash I ain’t got a debit,
Hit it when I want but I think that I’m an attic

[Hook:]

Get it, get it,
I ain’t even go an attic