Vice Lyrics

Tell me what is your vice

Girls or the ice

Tell me what is your vice

I done ran up my price

New drip that I got by design

And I buy what I like

I been going in for them lights

Tell me what is your vice

Is it the cars or the girls or the ice

Tell me what is your vice

If I name you a price can I sell you a lie

Can I buy your pride

Root of all evil truth of all people

Dollar bills in my eyes

She a fiend for them likes

Tell me what is your vice

Is it the cars or the girls or the ice

Tell me what is your vice. yeah yeah

What is your vice

Is it money or purple and sprite

Is it fame and luxurious vibes

Fell in love with them blue dollar signs

You know I need a word of advice

Play the game put them racks on the line

Stay away and I'm cutting off ties

The rats and the mice

I got the whole game sidelined

I'm taking what's mine

Labels been hitting my line

But I'll never switch on my guys

We was running outside with them steppers

They taught us to slide

Now they hate us I feel the despise

They said money would take over pride

Praying on my downfall

They might deceive you

You ain't at your worst until them vices come to eat you

Empty at the bottle I been filling up the evils

Money, pussy, pride, tell the rest that I don't need you. Yeah yeah

I done ran up my price

New drip that I got by design

And I buy what I like

I been going in for them lights

Tell me what is your vice

Is it the cars or the girls or the ice

Tell me what is your vice

If I name you a price can I sell you a lie

Can I buy your pride

Root of all evil truth of all people

Dollar bills in my eyes

She a fiend for them likes

Tell me what is your vice

Is it the cars or the girls or the ice

Tell me what is your vice. yeah yeah

Got blood in my eyes

Better watch how you move in the night

Cuz I seen that love in disguise forreal

No I never trusted them vibes forreal

They say jealousy is the cause

Envy is green like money and cars

Changing your energy from the start

Whoever knew that would break us apart

I done really popped off

Got addicted I'm feinding to fall off

I been winning but really its nonstop

Independent I'm seeing them all drop

And I'm seeing industry evils

They not greedy they really deceitful

Going up and I can't trust people

Feel my vices filling with evil

I want Givenchy, never Guess Jeans

Mike Amiri my fleece

I stay where them pimps be and them 16s might resemble high dreams

Know I came a long way

Money never getting to me

Fuck the fame its all fake

Pay the price or get influenced yeah

I done ran up my price

New drip that I got by design

And I buy what I like

I been going in for them lights

Tell me what is your vice

Is it the cars or the girls or the ice

Tell me what is your vice

If I name you a price can I sell you a lie

Can I buy your pride

Root of all evil truth of all people

Dollar bills in my eyes

She a fiend for them likes

Tell me what is your vice

Is it the cars or the girls or the ice

Tell me what is your vice. yeah yeah