Habit

I'm not a addict, I just got a lot of bad habits

How I disappear and reappear, this shit like black magic

That's your chick, she the shit, I might take a stab at it, uh

I been tryna quit shit, I'm just bad at it

I might die with white, just like Breaking Bad, heh, yeah

Had to chase the bag, it started chasing back, we playing tag

Presidential wrist, but I'm chief of staff

Got the devil on my shoulders, speaks on my behalf

Huh, I'm going crazy, this shit daily

Shit, I'm not going outside unless you pay me

You know I'm a dog, I got rabies

Death does not faze me, no one can save me

I'm not a addict, I just got a lot of bad habits

How I disappear and reappear, this shit like black magic

That's your chick, she the shit, I might take a stab at it, uh

I been tryna quit shit, I'm just bad at it

Uh, uh, black magic, call me a dark horse

I be on that Katy Perry when I'm out piping your whore

She be lining up white women with a card for her to snort

As I snatch up all the pussy, call me animal control, huh, huh

She play with the wand, for real

Might cast a spell on her face, for real

My nut on her tongue, for real

She kiss me and swallow, like, aye, for real!

Punani gon' throb, for real

Pull out my sword and I slay, for real

Massaging my cock, for real

She a freak off that cocaine, for real

Hit it so hard from the back, she telling me she seeing visions of God

But that coca and cock got dopamine flooding her brain in a rush

That doesn't matter to me, uh, won't hold the magic for long

'Cause I am here to just hit it and quit it

I'm shooting my cum, and I'm gone, poof!

Baby, you know this lust, not love, I can't find my type

And frankly, I can't have these one-night stands for the rest of my life

But that pornography got a lonely one pleading for some love

And what better way to connect with a story than throwing yourself in one?

It's a bad habit that I can't escape

But I'm not an addict, so I guess it's okay