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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
42 Dugg
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Martin McCurtis
Songwriter
Dion Hayes
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Helluva
Producer
Lyrics
Why I'm too
Did it on my own, all it took was a couple
(Helluva made this beat, baby) Ayy
Five hunnid thou', still, I'd never pay to fuck her (Bitch)
Five main bitches, just don't ever say I'm cuffin' (At all)
Five pills in, still yelling, "Free my brother" (Free dem boys)
It's a little loose, still would never catch me slippin' (Skrrt)
Six South from the corner, all in my with my niggas
Twelve poles deep, at least ten on a mission
My old soul's ain't shit, fuck her friend and his mistress (Look)
Bitch, don't catch me in no picture
You know how I like to play it (I do)
I keep it young, I ain't even gotta say it (At all)
And bitch I gotta habit, still won't catch me with no dancer
A lotta bitches nasty, they be fuckin' all on camera (Nasty)
A lotta niggas petty, they be smokin' all on bammer (Reggie)
Bitch, I got a habit, I like fuckin' with no condom (Raw)
Bitch, I got a habit, I put diamonds in both watches (Both of 'em)
Bitch, I got a habit, I can't stay up out of Nieman's (Nope)
Bitch, I got a habit, turn your Patek to a demon (Skrrt)
Bitch, I got a habit, I can't get enough of spending' (Dog shit)
Bitch, I got a habit, I got all my cars tinted (All of 'em)
Bitch, I got a habit, I like fuckin' gettin' head (Freak bitch)
Bitch, I got a habit, still choppin' off of dreads (I do)
Roll forty-one bitch to the hood, this a Grammy (Trophy)
Rolls forty-one, but to the hood, she like Tammy (Ratchet)
Bad bitches love me, ho niggas can't stand me
Nigga, I ain't got no friends, only enemies and family
I keep some chicken long for all of y'all means
I'm the one signin' deals for five thousand beans (Me)
Prolly serve fentanyl to five thousand fiends
I don't give a fuck, nigga, I be on ten
Son only one, he can buy his own Benz (Or anything)
Hell nah, I ain't loyal, bitch
I wanna fuck your friends (Where she at?)
Hoes ain't shit, bitch, and I ain't either
I ain't got a bitch, ho, so I ain't cheatin' (Huh, ask around)
Bitch, I got a habit, I like fuckin' with no condom (Yeah)
Bitch, I got a habit, I put diamonds in both watches (Both of 'em)
Bitch, I got a habit, I can't stay up out of Nieman's (Nope)
Bitch, I got a habit, turn your Patek to a demon (Skrrt)
Bitch, I got a habit, I can't get enough of spending' (Dog shit)
Bitch, I got a habit, I got all my cars tinted (All of 'em)
Bitch, I got a habit, I like fuckin' gettin' head (Freak bitch)
Bitch, I got a habit, still choppin' off of dreads (I do)
Writer(s): Martin Mccurtis, Dion Marquise Hayes
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