Vices

I won't text her back and she gone blame it on my ego
I just really want her friend
She better complements the Benz
Yea I'm riding with that Henn
They gone see me ain't it
Uh

I won't text her back and you can blame it on my ego
I just want her friend
She better complements the Benz
Flexing like I got it but I don't
She just want a nigga for the go
That's just how it go it's cutthroat
I can't leave this drink, no no no
Henny in my tank, no no no
I might hit the bank, oh woah woah
That's just how it go, rolling low
Coppers in my rear view
They know I don't fear you

Flexing like I got it but I don't that's big flexing
Flexing like I got it but I don't that's big flexing
She just want the diamond gold chain that's perplexing
That's big flexing
That's big flexing



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Writer(s): Demetrius Anderson
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