[Intro: Dee Mula]
(KJ let the beat knock)
I got drug habits, you gon' judge me or you gon’ stay?

[Verse 1: Dee Mula & Moneybagg Yo]
Ayy, baby, I got drug habits, you gon' judge me or you gon' stay?
I get high, pour up some drank
Takin’ two, three percs a day
Ho say she love me, I fucked her twice, went crazy the first night
Pussy tight, her head right, want me to fuck her e'ry night
I can do that, mama
Buy me some guns in yo' name
Say she gon' do that, uh huh
This lil' bitch doper than cocaine
I'm in mansion, and this bitch here big like Michael Jackson house
Had some hoes that was gon' cook, they started recording, I put 'em out (Bye)
Two, three guns on me in traffic (Rrr), won’t stop shootin’ 'til we run out
Where the drank man? I need some mo’
I'm down to one more ounce
You want a Goyard?
You want a Birkin?
Ya' life up?
You want a new car?
Get out that Honda, get piped up?
She want a street n***a who ridin' ’Cat (skrrt), be firin' back (doo doo doo doo doo)
Whole time she think she got one, don't know I'm lyin' back
I'ma dog baby, I bite, ain't no good for your life
I'm just tryna fold you up, throw you 'round like a kite
Drop the pin if you love me
Money ain't shit, I put like ten on lil' buddy (On his dub)
I'm fresh to death, I heard the feds watchin'
Seen him out in public, had his head droppin'
Hit him with that switch (Ah), he couldn't even run, I think his legs lockin' (Uh, uh, uh, uh)
[Verse 2: Moneybagg Yo]
Go
What's that you combining?
Two RP's, I chase it down with purple
I'm on different timing, like a clock, e'rythang come full circle
Ain't no way around it, n***a better stand down, they don't wanna see no murder
I'm big CEO, can't argue with no worker (Runner)
Fifty bitches on a yacht with me and Z-Bo (Movie)
N-Less on my pendant, I'ma hurt sum 'bout this logo (Shoot it)
Maybach, Maybach, Maybach, yeah that's me, Fatt Fox, and 'Sino (Loafs)
Just smashed a rapper bitch at a mansion out in Encino (Cali')
All these n***as talkin' 'bout they trappin', I'm knowin' these n***as cappin' (Yap)
Bought a watch before a car, tryna flex, but you hustlin' backwards
It look like I'm by myself, but a hunnid members behind me
Send a blitz, they rushin' at yo ass like a front lineman
Blood on all these diamonds (Speak)