VIX

VIX
Think I need a fix
I do not exist
I came with a stick
Lil bitch
Make a wish
Bust up in this bitch just like I blitzed
I'm gon' spend this check up like I'm rich
I'm gon' call your phone up like I miss you
Miss you, think I might miss you
Back in the days I used to fuck that bitch and dish
Back in the days I used to fuck a bitch and dip
Back in the days I used to keep 'em on a list
Oh VIX, want more snow
Baby got throat, baby wanna choke now
I think I might fall in love I should go now
I found a reason to live, I can't fold now

Cause she in my head, on my left, till my death
Come on step, ain't nothing like your ex, I show you respect
Faye Faye Faye Faye
Faye Faye Faye Faye

Yeah she bad and loving me
Yeah she like, no she love me
Don't make no sense, don't make no sense, don't make no sense

Know I'm, Sad
Love, cash
Ass, fat
Ass, fat
New bitch, she bad
Lil mama spazzin'
Don't care bout a past
Just hope I'm the last
Just hope I'm the last
Just hope we ain't fast
Hope you stay for this
And never go for that
Never go for that

Cause she in my head, on my left, till my death
Come on step, ain't nothing like your ex, I show you respect
Faye Faye Faye Faye
Faye Faye Faye Faye



Credits
Writer(s): James Johnson
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