[Chorus]
I'm back at it like a bad habit
I smoke rappers I'm a rap addict
A toe tagger causing mad havoc
With no swagger yes I'm that savage
He's back at it like a bad habit
He smokes rappers he's a rap addict
A toe tagger causing mad havoc
With no swagger yes he's that savage
[VERSE 1]
Look, say what you want, you punks think I give a f*ck? (NOPE)
You take one look at this gut and think I automatically suck
Cause I'm nice but no rapper
Tight but no Mathers
I could spit rhymes, so damn fly, but it won't matter
I don't go buy those designer lines, I make my dimes from my 9-5
Is that why you don't like my rhymes I supply
You might be full of salt like Iodized
I'm tired of this and I'm tired of that
It's a different day but the same ole' crap
People b*tchin' bout how fast I can rap, but they don't listen so they act like it's wack
They think I do nothing but blurt words that I've heard, slurred in a hurry
But I get Wilder with my hooks and hit you with the punchline, with my Fury, (WOOH)
You don't really wanna get into it with a motherf*cker that is undiscovered I got nothing to lose
All you ignorant b*tches that wanna get up in my skin ain't doing nothing but reigniting my motherf*ckin fuse
You just mad that I can rap better than you in a flannel, levi jeans, and red wing boots
[Chorus]
He's back at it like a bad habit
He smokes rappers he's a rap addict
A toe tagger causing mad havoc
With no swagger yes he's that savage
[VERSE 2]
Just cause we made a song together don't mean that you're safe (Nope)
Cause I've been taken advantage of by a man that I once called great
(Hey, hey, hey) I did nothing but show him respect but to him I was just another check
But he done lied to my face why did it take another f*ckin guy to make my eyes open wide to the fake
What a shame what a lame what a pus*y
What a waste what a flake what a fake
What a rookie get the f*ck away
I understand that you're not used to being on a song with all them great lines
But next time you don't believe in it I better not hear it through the grape vine
I'm a YouTube rapper f*ckin' it up
Better than most on the mainstream, my managers are my fans, and they deserve a tramp award the way they play me you can make fun of that
But in fact, I run it like a running back, take the skill that you have and I double that, making moves like I'm toting a gunny sack
Put you in the ground and nobody will ever discover that
I love when these (Wendy's) rappers think I'll freeze on the track
But I melt that sh*t with flames cause I'm fresh like double stack
They think they can rap my sh*t, But they realize it's too hard, You'd think it's 1975 the way I'm killing Jaws
[Chorus]
He's back at it like a bad habit
He smokes rappers he's a rap addict
A toe tagger causing mad havoc
With no swagger yes he's that savage
[VERSE 3]
I learned to drive careful on this road called life, cause people will switch lanes without a signal in sight
Don't ever talk cheese with rats, never break bread with birds, never make moves with snakes
Cause that's how sh*t gets stirred
Haters will broadcast your failures but will whisper your success and make fun of you because you like to look normal when you dress
Yes it's true, I don't match the rest of these rap dudes but I can still get on tracks and go nuts like cashews
Now you wanna tell me what to do all of a sudden but you ain't nothing but an average Joe so don't butt in (Budden)
Sometimes I feel like giving up on making songs
But then I remember theres a lot of f*ckin' people to prove wrong
And there's a lot of serpents lurking in the game that I know, but they don't hiss, they call you family or they call you bro
They do whatever they want and will lie to your face but no matter how much a snake sheds it's skin it's still a snake
[Chorus]
He's back at it like a bad habit
He smokes rappers he's a rap addict
A toe tagger causing mad havoc
With no swagger yes he's that savage
He's back at it like a bad habit
He smokes rappers he's a rap addict
A toe tagger causing mad havoc
With no swagger yes he's that savage