Vices, Pt. 2

Seen that phone call from that one nigga you swear that you was so through

But he had good sex and plus good times come way less often she knew

That if that one call could spark conversation maybe she could poison him to?

Knew she had venom in her when I get up in it and the room seducing me to

Knew she had different feeling when I slid up in it and the vices fucked with me to

Knew that she stayed down a little too long and now the weather changing her mood

Know that she heart broke and her vices spill and they raining down on my roof

Said you like the view I got in this place? Shit I did all of that from this booth

I probably get on her nerves with all these vices that I pack and

Baggage still baggage even with designer bags and

Vices still Vices shorty I've been on a strag

Play with poison get a rash know that love burn bad