Immute - Bad Habits Lyrics

I know about things coming apart at work
Maybe you fuckin lost it in that department
I also know you ain't keeping up so
To speak your end of the bargain with the misses
Cuz if you were she wouldn't be all over my stick
Now relax Steve were friends
Were practically family
Bitch be quiet
You got me stressed out like 21 Pilots
Caught my eye sight like you a fuckin virus
I ain't lying
Bad habits
I don't fight it
Soon as I laid eyes on you I got attached
I got excited
Too quick
Bitch how the fuck you get the slip
Got my attention on the edge from playing my strings like you the pick
Oh shit
Shawdy a baddie on the tip
I keep myself from that attachment
Scope bad habits on the bitch
I shoot my shot but I keep missing
More she pushes me away the more I'm catching fuckin feelings
Bitch don't at me
It ain't right
Why the baddie in your atties
But she ain't in love with you
She play with hearts just cuz she like it
Get spade and get to hiking
Cuz you buried up yourself
Your past
Your future and your present
Christmas tree ain't learn it's lesson
My bad habits ain't a blessing
My life's a token
Bad habits are my devotion
Keep a thot then you get broken
Break the n your pockets stolen
It all coulda been different MR Walker
You should've allowed nature to take its course
In the end it will anyway
So let me in the fuckin house
Bitch be quiet
You got me stressed out like 21 Pilots
Caught my eye sight like you a fuckin virus
I ain't lying
Bad habits
I don't fight it
Soon as I laid eyes on you I got attached
I got excited
Too quick
Bitch how the fuck you get the slip
Got my attention on the edge from playing my strings like you the pick
Oh shit
Shawdy a baddie on the tip
I keep myself from that attachment
Scope bad habits on the bitch
Wait, you thought that I was done
She
B
A
D
Like Michael Jackson on the streets
I keep it tough
But she too rough
I fuckin' love that energy
She want the bands and not my hand and that's the way it's gonna be
Say I'm a menace she play tennis
Bouncin balls so solemnly,
I swear these hoes ain't got no loyalty
They fake that chemistry
I swear to god
That there was blasphemy
But she too blind to see I fell in love with her biology
That shit real sad to see
And if told her she be mad at me and that's a tragedy
I'm panicking bitch where's my sanity

I know about things coming apart at work
Maybe you fuckin lost it in that department
I also know you ain't keeping up so
To speak your end of the bargain with the misses
Cuz if you were she wouldn't be all over my stick
Now relax Steve were friends
Were practically family
Bitch be quiet
You got me stressed out like 21 Pilots
Caught my eye sight like you a fuckin virus
I ain't lying
Bad habits
I don't fight it
Soon as I laid eyes on you I got attached
I got excited
Too quick
Bitch how the fuck you get the slip
Got my attention on the edge from playing my strings like you the pick
Oh shit
Shawdy a baddie on the tip
I keep myself from that attachment
Scope bad habits on the bitch
I shoot my shot but I keep missing
More she pushes me away the more I'm catching fuckin feelings
Bitch don't at me
It ain't right
Why the baddie in your atties
But she ain't in love with you
She play with hearts just cuz she like it
Get spade and get to hiking
Cuz you buried up yourself
Your past
Your future and your present
Christmas tree ain't learn it's lesson
My bad habits ain't a blessing
My life's a token
Bad habits are my devotion
Keep a thot then you get broken
Break the n your pockets stolen
It all coulda been different MR Walker
You should've allowed nature to take its course
In the end it will anyway
So let me in the fuckin house
Bitch be quiet
You got me stressed out like 21 Pilots
Caught my eye sight like you a fuckin virus
I ain't lying
Bad habits
I don't fight it
Soon as I laid eyes on you I got attached
I got excited
Too quick
Bitch how the fuck you get the slip
Got my attention on the edge from playing my strings like you the pick
Oh shit
Shawdy a baddie on the tip
I keep myself from that attachment
Scope bad habits on the bitch
Wait, you thought that I was done
She
B
A
D
Like Michael Jackson on the streets
I keep it tough
But she too rough
I fuckin' love that energy
She want the bands and not my hand and that's the way it's gonna be
Say I'm a menace she play tennis
Bouncin balls so solemnly,
I swear these hoes ain't got no loyalty
They fake that chemistry
I swear to god
That there was blasphemy
But she too blind to see I fell in love with her biology
That shit real sad to see
And if told her she be mad at me and that's a tragedy
I'm panicking bitch where's my sanity