Vices

Yeah I got a lot of vices
Spending all my racks
I don't care about the prices

Rolling Marry we ignited
Twenty Twenty vision
I can't see you need a high vis

Old clothes ain't changed
Off white, designer on my waist
Got a bally on my face
When we riding through the night no we never switching lanes

New Patek new Patek
All the club girls going havoc
G-Wagen G-Wagen
Ninety in the whip
Yeah we going Barry Allen

Two hundred on the dash in the mustang
Got the horses in the back with the fang gang
Driving up and down into the high lands
Zooming in the foreign so you know that it be right hand

Lately I've been only talking bout me
I don't care about the rest I'm lonely
I'm only trying to forget about her
Cause I know that I'm the one and only

Yeah I got a lot of vices
Spending all my racks
I don't care about the prices

Rolling Marry we ignited
Twenty Twenty vision
I can't see you need a high vis

She in love with her devices
But she don't text me back
Think I'm going through a crisis

Had enough of all the bull shit
If she hit me up
Finna hit her with a pop quiz

(I'm like)
Where u been?
What u doing?
Don't be mean
I've been boolin
What u mean?
Cracked screen
It ain't fooling me

(Got a)

New Patek new Patek
All the club girls going havoc
G-Wagen G-Wagen
Ninety in the whip
Yeah we going Barry Allen

Going static going static
Love is breaking up
Yeah my heart is going static

G-Wagen G-Wagen
Running from my problems
Burning gas by the gallon



Credits
Writer(s): Nicholas Moore
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