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kutthroat - kxfi ft. jsh - habits lyrics

already taped off – so how they gonna talk about me?
opps can’t talk about firing sticks them c-nts don’t make no p
i paid 8 bills for the dots mate i made 2 in a week
still got links for the auto no talking about whips and speed
– dashed when corn got crashed bet he wished that he could’ve ran faster
stupid pr-ck got hit in his back mate he needed more than a plaster
in a dinger whip blue lights behind thinking what a disaster
still we got away that day mate you should’ve heard my laughter
i still walk comfy where – got duppied
opps can’t do sh-t the don’t make no money
they know i’ve spilled blood with a shank like chucky
and i crash on them with a turner or a brucky
they want to act bad until i boot off their mums front door
get on the floor
might have to gun buck the wh0r-
might have to let off the 44
spread your brain on the floor
they don’t want war already told them before
i kick down doors
15 inch in my hand i make blood pour (pour pour)
if they’re talking war tell them march come on over
we’ve got waps we’ve got pokers
me and shh in the motor man we’re strapped up like soldiers
if the pr-ck tries to dash mate just f-cking run him over
got rambo knives and samurai swords i love this life
just flipped a pack and made some racks i love this white
no racist
i’m breaking down bricks all blatant
old a6
young ones on the glide tryna put c-nts brains on pavements
opps put c-nts names in statements
i’ll box them got no patience
big rambo turn man patient
i pray you don’t survive now that hospital beds all vacant
big rambo turn man patient
i pray you don’t survive now that hospital beds all vacant
catch him slipping bet i’m grinning about to stop him living
viscous changing rip that skin and push that thing in
i’ll dig him dig him twist that blade and leave him swimming
kitchen dripping rinse the blade and now i’m chilling
like how can they devil wear prada when i’ve lurked in my air force 1s
tryna kweng mans face or dig that chest p-ssed cause he’s wearing a vest
best dash don’t run out of breath
flesh gashed best keep it compressed
i’m stressed if you don’t see death
i’m stresses if you don’t see death

habits

[chorus]

i know its hard but i do it for the grind
getting money i can do it all blind

you know i do it for the shine
i can’t get it off my mind

its habits
its not all talk just habits
you know i do it all the time just habits
ch-ssing up bags all mine just habits
just habits yeh

[verse 1]
you know im a luxury liner
i got profits like a m-ssiah
expensive taste just like tyga
iphone ring ring on my lyca

big money big money
thats money moves
you don’t wanna know what the money do
everywhere i go you know i need summin new
i just wanna back sit relax and enjoy the view

yeah remember when they wanted blind me now they gonna be sat here right beside me
2 racks on a chain so icy its so icy it might even blind me

fake friends they come and they go
u know they be jealous they be liking my flows
drip too hard you already know
wait till you see me blow

[chorus]

i know its hard but i do it for the grind
getting money i can do it all blind

you know i do it for the shine
i can’t get it off my mind

its habits
its not all talk just habits
you know i do it all the time just habits
ch-ssing up bags all mine just habits
just habits yeh

[verse 2]

man i come through with the habits
balance
due to be a maders
mazza
her body so good i can’t fathom
im rolling again and again
she said im too cute and she told her friends
yeah success
bands on her breast
i didn’t use the johnny so she’s taking a test
bless
im told im down for the ride
skrr skrr and im hopping outside
outside im with the g’s on the grind
we got mulla baby money on our minds
baby wanna wine and dine
all the time
and its like

[chorus]x2

i know its hard but i do it for the grind
getting money i can do it all blind

you know i do it for the shine
i can’t get it off my mind

its habits
its not all talk just habits
you know i do it all the time just habits
ch-ssing up bags all mine just habits
just habits yeh

that zombie shank drags out intestines that’s no a standard stabbing
i’ll rip thru flesh and pop c-nts organs that’s my f-cking p-ssion
puncture lungs and watching them gasping i’ll just stand there laughing
so called opps just dishing out verbal until i come round there crashing

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