Big Single, Bad Habits

Wake up and rewind it to a new note

It's the motion on the gram

I love the indirect shit, what's next, bitch?

I don't give a damn

So y'all expect no reaction from the dumb actions

Watch me stand

It's Freaky Friday, let's be no good

Bad habits in my hand

Putting my Halloween concert together with your wife

Keep it live, y'all done turned all the fine shit out

Now they don't want real say in the vibe

Jazz, tell your bitch to step up

If it's not one thing, it's another tonight

Leavin' me on scene, pissin' me off

Don't talk to me no more, I'm out of sight

Big single, heavy pressure

I'm the one they can't adhere

Don't wanna be on Earth no more, dawg

I spit that pain loud and clear

Your cat stank, my crab died

Ugly troops in the atmosphere

The baby looks like Chrissy and Gina

I see what I see, no fear

Wake up every morning to a new note

Instagram has motion

Fast-paced, 808, hard bars hit

Whole room in commotion

If you play dumb, I respond

With the same energy, uh, an explosion

Big signal, bad habits

Chicago voice with the realest emotion