[Chorus: Young An]
Ayy, Ayy
This a vice, yeah, this a vice (yeah this a vice)
This a vice, I’m alright, I’m alright (yeah i’m alright yeah)
But this ain’t right, yeah, this ain’t right (no this ain’t right)
Not tonight, not tonight, not tonight (not tonight yeah)
Getting high, yeah, though it’s a vice (though it’s a vice)
Drugs though they ain’t right, yeah they keep me up all night (keep me up all-)
365, yeah, I’m not nice (no I’m not nice)
Burn a hole through my lungs and take my life, yeah, yeah
[Verse 1: KingKaung]
Everyday I pray that you come back
But now you just lookin like a cum sack
When he don’t love you don't run back
Matter fact, I dont even want your love back
Ice in my heart now thats a cold crack
Them bitches dont really ever call back
But its okay cause I be counting stacks
Now bitches just want my green checks
[Verse 2: $KINNY YUNG $WISS]
Smoking in the back with my bros yeah tobaccos
Pull up to the scene with my bros you already know
Yasai trappin hard, trappin hard like the narcos
Skinny Yung Swiss in the booth y’all already know (ay)
Right back at the glass door, where it could have been stopped for
Chiggas prayin for my downfall, I could never ask for more
Watchu doing this for (ay), watchu doing this for
Going hard like im a beast
Can't fuck with me
Feeling like I am the tree
While you are the seed
Like God oh God oh God ayy
[Chorus: Young An]
Ayy, Ayy
This a vice, yeah, this a vice (yeah this a vice)
This a vice, I’m alright, I’m alright (yeah i’m alright yeah)
But this ain’t right, yeah, this ain’t right (no this ain’t right)
Not tonight, not tonight, not tonight (not tonight yeah)
Getting high, yeah, though it’s a vice (though it’s a vice)
Drugs though they ain’t right, yeah they keep me up all night (keep me up all-)
365, yeah, I’m not nice (no I’m not nice)
Burn a hole through my lungs and take my life, yeah, yeah
[Verse 3: TY Bling]
Cocaine feed my brain
You drive me insane
Need that Novacane
Drugs to numb the pain
Loves’ like a dam fraud
Don’t front cause I know what I am not
I’m the realest out there
Bitches don’t fuck with me cause I don’t care
Numb from the pain that I can’t bear
Haters say that it’s not fair
How the fuck he get there
Feelin’ fly feeling on air
Freshest prince of Bel Air (cuz)
[Verse 4: H]
You choked on my come up like Mia Khalifa
You thought imma blondie like Hannah Montana
Hold up let me show you while stacking my guap
Getting so freezy my ice gonna pop
Started with Mozart so classical
Run up to the top to the pinnacle
Irrelevant boy you like cuticle
Nights with the gang ramen noodles
[Verse 5: €nya]
Pull up with the stack then I pull up with the mag (yeah)
Bitches wanna flex but I pull up with the cheque (cha-ching)
Po’s on my tail we ain’t playing tag
Hoes out of breath they all gonna gag
Broken family its missing the pap
Three’s a crowd we ain't missing the dad
Red blue lights flashing like a cop
Imma make her wet like a raindrop
All these people fake from the same flock
Choppa gonna shoot you down right at your block
[Chorus: Young An]
Ayy, Ayy
This a vice, yeah, this a vice (yeah this a vice)
This a vice, I’m alright, I’m alright (yeah i’m alright yeah)
But this ain’t right, yeah, this ain’t right (no this ain’t right)
Not tonight, not tonight, not tonight (not tonight yeah)
Getting high, yeah, though it’s a vice (though it’s a vice)
Drugs though they ain’t right, yeah they keep me up all night (keep me up all-)
365, yeah, I’m not nice (no I’m not nice)
Burn a hole through my lungs and take my life, yeah, yeah
