Max B - I Gotta Habit lyrics

[Intro] We bout to go in on this one Travel new artist, nah mean It's like we all got that special person we love you know A little ride or die you know Let me tell you bout mine [Verse 1: Max B] Ain't nothing like a ride or die b**h She come through and throw the fifty up Love to f** she even roll the piffy up Who that in the swiffy truck Son with the blicky tucked Federally tried to hit me up But, my b**h she nice behind the wheel I be popping out the window, I'm nicer with the steel One thing a n***a could say is that the heists' they be real She gonna shoot a n***a dead like she licensed to k** She always tell her friends bout me, the pipping is real Let me control the tempo baby cause I'm nice with the peel (chill) I want you on your belly quick Max is the good side, I'm on my biggavelli sh** Riding to the party, her thighs touching the shotty My eyes touching her body, got her high off bacardi (ayy) b**h had the nerve to take a piss in the lobby Now she talking bout catching a body (wtf baby) [Hook: x2] Cause I want you I gotta have you And I need you It's just like I got a habit (I need a fix, I need that thing baby) [Verse 2: Max B] Now my baby no I got it under control Never would she crack under pressure or would she fold She ain't with that bullsh** my baby girl she bold Say a prayer for you, give you long kisses goodnight then fill u with some holes Riding in the rolls, cruising in the third lane This my first time around I'm doing it for byrd gang We them n***as hitting them switches We cook them d** in the kitchen We getting b**hes, i got love for my b**hes Got black girls, puertorican, even got them chinese Ecuadorian, white, even got them guyanese Ya'll know how to find me, lenox ave 7th ave Say wa**up to my mother, I never had a better dad Say wa**up to my brother and love to the women That's holding my n***a down while he sitting in prison You don't know how a n***a living Let's not talk about the past let's just forget it (let's just forget it, bang bang) [Hook: x2] Cause I want you I gotta have you And I need you It's just like I got a habit (I need a fix, I need that thing baby) [Bridge: x4] The closer I get The better you make me feel [Verse 3] She telling me money don't make the man You ain't gotta pretend to me Before you were my lover first baby you were a friend to me I'm the kid b**h imagine my work Been clubbing, f**ing b**hes all of that sh** is work Had to get up on them titties started grabbing the shirt I'm a love you down put you on your back and then work Make her wet it up put it in take what it's worth I be popping more bottles than the package at work All my b**hes throw your hands in the sky Let's get it poppin, get high and for your n***a just be ready to ride I hit the road and kiss my baby goodbye That's when she hit me with the look in her eye (she said) [Hook: x2] Its ya boy Max B baby We doin 4 gang bang this 4 all da ladies out there Bird Gang It's ya boy Biggavel with another musical cla**ic for you n***as You gotta love it, owwww