[Intro: Hanna]
Yup
Can you turn me up?
Ayy
(As in like the volume of the song)
Nah, actually it's okay, it's okay
Don't worry about it
Don't worry
Yo
[Refrain: Hanna]
Late nights, rap-rapping
Been in the studio all day, niggas was trap-trapping
You try to tell me I'm doing too much and I tell you you cap-capping
Deep down I know and it's never too late to get off of the bandwagon
[Chorus: Hanna]
I got some bad habits
I got some bad habits
I need to kick them before they get stuck to me
Wondering how that happened!
I got some bad habits
I got some bad habits
Fuck all these bad habits
I'm sick of these bad habits
[Verse 1: Hanna]
I need to get off this phone, but I need to call up my mom more
I need to get to my lecture, stop procrastinating and use my alarm more
I need to budget, stop spending on shit I ain't planned for
I need to get to the bank, start a savings account so I fill up my passport
I need to eat, I need to sleep, I need to pray, I need to clean
Nigga, I'm messy as fuck, and that's word to how little time I get to spend on just me
I've been a mess since we finished with Peace
I'm doing long distance with my degree
I put my all into people
My ex fucked me over and showed me that that's just how it be
Now everybody is disposable
I have a literal heart of gold
Scorpio sun, I'm emotional
Fight over shit, I don't know at all, I'm a know-it-all
I get so involved, let you get your way
Just to let you know that I had your back
Had it all along
But I need to cut this shit out 'cause you don't
Yeah I got some bad habits
And they been kicking my ass
Shit always gets to my head
I'm just tryna get to the bank
I need a vacay, I need every Monday to be payday
Got my hand to the ceiling like nae-nae
Tryna carry the weight of the HK, yeah
[Verse 2: Luna Florentino]
I be waiting it out for the payday
Tryna make sure I'm cooking up big plates
I got habits I just gotta quit mayne
Business habits, that shit made me upgrade
And drive is on lock: I don't park
I'm prolly gon' run up the campaign
And prolly pull in a damn Range
I need trophies on deck like a showcase
A lot of this shit, it came with some habits I gotta change
Like texting a shawtie and leaving her hanging whenever she'd ask when we'll meet again
I don't really announce when I'm making waves
I don't indicate, I just switch lanes
Never switched up when I'm in the cut
I done stayed sharp like a switch blade
My phone dead I got a bad habit of just letting it ring (Prrr)
Unless it's a beautiful ting
But even they get a blue tick
I've been on a habit of building this shit off of energy, dawg, that's the thing
I got a habit of just spending my money on data dawg, and that ain't it
I got a habit of smoking some when I'm drunk, dawg, it get lit
I got a bad habit of getting shawties and attracting all of they're friends
I got a bad habit of jet-lagging when I climb down from the mist
I got a thing for a bad ting
She got a bad habit of falling hard even though she knows it's no strings
I got bad habits in me dawg, some shit I just can't change
I need eight figures o me, dawg, I'm not tryna count change
I got a bad habit of waking early and still ending up late
I got a bad habit of blaming shit on my star sign
[Chorus: Hanna]
I got some bad habits
I got some bad habits
I need to kick them before they get stuck to me
Wondering how that happened!
I got some bad habits
I got some bad habits
Fuck all these bad habits
I'm sick of these bad habits
I got some bad habits
I got some bad habits
I need to kick them before they get stuck to me
Wondering how that happened!
I got some bad habits
I got some bad habits
Fuck all these bad habits
I'm sick of these bad habits
