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Bugs
Dance
Bugs was released on March 13, 2026 by LOST HABIT as a part of the album Bugs - Single
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Release DateMarch 13, 2026
LabelLOST HABIT
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM100

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lost Habit
Lost Habit
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Naython DeBarros
Naython DeBarros
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lost Habit
Lost Habit
Producer

Lyrics

I had some roaches in the kitchen
Was dealing with bigger bugs
Had to exterminate some critters
So now they don't show me love
Caught some rats up in the trap
When I face them they feeling stuck
Some of my heroes turned to zeros
They couldn't keep it a buck
Gotta focus on my mental
Instead of sentimentals
Some be claiming that they my dogs
Then they left me in the kennel
I should be leading
Playing every role up on the stage
So trust if Habit dies
All those remaining staying fake
Man I understand you hungry
Why you picking off my plate?
Tried to teach a bro to cook
He busy licking of the scrapes
You ain't ever slicing bread
So why you talking bringing change
That ain't even making sense
Not up for tea, I'm down the range
I got no room for no more skeletons
My closets such a mess
Got my baggage overflowing
Carry on I'm bagging stress
Questioning your motive
Are your intentions really the best
If I hear shit through a thread
Trust I'll wrap around the bend like
I had some roaches in the kitchen
Was dealing with bigger bugs
Had to exterminate some critters
So now they don't show me love
Caught some rats up in the trap
When I face them they feeling stuck
Some of my heroes turned to zeros
They couldn't keep it a buck
Quiet **** speak the loudest
I be shouting out of turn
Most of y'all be mending bridges
Light a match, I watch 'em burn
Some dudes got a different class
Other students never learn
Some be laying in a box
Maybe brudda gotta earn
Why he dust you if he fam
I guess some questions never answered
Baby bro done got him wiped
So now his boy is being pampered
Why he die per a request?
Pull up without your arm and hammer
He might come and rock the crib
If you tell him to watch his manners
I be killing y'all with words
So tell me why y'all need a trigger
Y'all are baby shit if what you're hearing
Sounding like some filler
On some lazy shit boy reclining statements
So now he shiver
High key a boy ain't fitting in the picture
I ain't sitting witcha
They don't make a plot for two
So I'll be laying on my own
They'll be asking what I do
Once they see that I am gone
You might eye an empty seat
You might be reading down some stone
Man I lose my identity
When I try to figure **** out
Choosing my recipe
Now they think they got it figured out
If you're cooking with my beef boy
I'll come & flip it out
You claim you're making moves
You're a student, so I'll just rule you out
Time & time again
You was labeled a teachers pet
Tail between your legs when I pull up
Yeah, now you see the vet
Questioning your motives
Are your intentions really the best
If I hear shit through a thread
Trust I'll wrap around the bend like
I had some roaches in the kitchen
Was dealing with bigger bugs
Had to exterminate some criters
So now they don't show me love
Caught some rats up in the trap
When I face them they feeling stuck
Some of my heroes turned to zeros
They couldn't keep it a buck
I had some roaches in the kitchen
Was dealing with bigger bugs
Had to exterminate some criters
So now they don't show me love
Caught some rats up in the trap
When I face them they feeling stuck
Some of my heroes turned to zeros
They couldn't keep it a buck
Written by: Naython DeBarros
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