Lean Habits Key Glock

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[Intro]
Ayy, y'all got some more ice?
(RamyOnTheBeat)
(Oh, Ross)
Bet (Ayy)

[Chorus]
I got lean habits
I got kinfolk in the trenches, never seen a Patek
Yeah, I was raised by my granny, barely seen my pappy
Yeah, now I'm paid, I got bitches callin' me daddy
Yeah, and my main bitch got mood swings, I got lean habits
Yeah, I got lean habits (Yeah)
Uh, I got kinfolk in the trenches, never seen an Aston (Uh-uh)
Yep, I keep a killer with me, ready for that action
And you know I got it on me, you ain't gotta ask me (Glizock)

[Verse]
NASA, I'm blasting (Bah)
NASCAR, fast whips (Phew)
I got shooters on my front line, make you do a backflip
Killin' shit, no attempts, Glock trip, that's a myth (What?)
I'll drop a whole hundred on your tеam like I'm Wilt
Uh, Chamberlain
Dog-ass nigga, hell nah, you can't train mе (Rrr)
It's a couple opps still livin', they should thank me (Yeah)
I can't put my trust up in these bitches, these hoes janky (Yeah)
Solid-ass nigga, hell nah, I can't let you break me (Uh-uh)
I cock and shoot like Tracy (Bah), they call me Glock McGrady (Yeah)
Butterfly doors on the Lambo' truck, you crazy (Loco)
I be gettin' money, poppin' my shit on the daily (Yeah)
Baby bottle full of syrup with no baby, baby

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