V.I.C.E.S (Prod. By LS XXXX)-Da$h

[00:11.200]Ask me what my life is [00:12.145]Tell them b*tches: "b*tch my life is 'bout them vices" yeah [00:15.158]Said they ask me what my life is [00:16.673]I tell them b*tches: "b*tch my life is 'bout them vices" yeah [00:20.507]Yeah..yeah.. [00:26.090]Yeah [00:27.519]Posted with the homies, smoking dope blunts (dope blunts) [00:30.253]Soda in my hand, you know its poured up (poured up) [00:33.506]Function got bracking when we showed up (showed up) [00:36.954]This my sh*t, n*gga, tell the DJ hold up (hold up) [00:40.313]Posted with the homies, smoking dope blunts (dope blunts) [00:44.085]Soda in my hand, you know its poured up (poured up) [00:47.327]Function got bracking when we showed up (showed up) [00:50.297]This my sh*t, n*gga, tell the DJ hold up (hold up) [00:53.562]B*tch, I'm D-A-DOLLA, coming from the 201 [00:55.708]With my son, please don't start the drama [00:58.436]Heard he got a gun and b*tches run [01:00.033]When they see me in the spot, burning pot [01:02.529]No, I'm what you're not [01:04.302]I pour fo's in a yola colored drop, Dolla [01:06.492]Daddy grab grass, throat burn from that Cognac [01:09.828]Red bone and her ass fat, got a backwood of that thrax pack [01:12.838]Said I made it here, I ain't going back [01:14.991]Getting paid off of f*cking rap [01:16.658]Said I made it here, I ain't going back [01:18.380]Getting paid off of f*cking rap [01:19.831]And I ride with my n*ggas [01:21.317]Go hit the lick, and get high with my n*ggas [01:22.628]Worse come to worse, then I die with my n*ggas [01:24.150]Sh*t, see that's the rules, know how I do [01:26.825]Eighth Letter Crew, look where we rule [01:29.494]You n*ggas food, we making moves, act like you knew, sh*t [01:33.060]And them hoes is steady asking what my life is [01:36.306]I tell them b*tches "b*tch, my life about them vices, n*gga" [01:39.837]And them hoes is steady asking what my life is [01:42.866]I tell them b*tches "b*tch, my life about them vices" yeah [01:46.366]Posted with the homies, smoking dope blunts (dope blunts) [01:50.282]Soda in my hand, you know its poured up (poured up) [01:53.257]Function got bracking when we showed up (showed up) [01:56.456]This my sh*t, n*gga, tell the DJ hold up (hold up) [01:59.694]Posted with the homies, smoking dope blunts (dope blunts) [02:03.404]Soda in my hand, you know its poured up (poured up) [02:06.581]Function got bracking when we showed up (showed up) [02:10.138]This my sh*t, n*gga, tell the DJ hold up (hold up) [02:13.416]And now I'm driving drunk, the women say I'm tripping [02:16.339]All of them bars I took is f*cking with my vision [02:19.587]PCH in front the steering wheel I'm gripping [02:22.834]The only thing that's on my mind [02:24.600]I hope the boys don't catch me slipping, yikes [02:26.457]Three of them think they straight [02:28.404]Other two, I think they dikes [02:30.156]Prolly only know 'em for the night [02:32.107]Couple weeks if I do f*ck 'em right [02:34.476]Never die, just like my name is Christ [02:37.159]Swear to god, I love my f*cking life [02:39.737]Wrote me a kite, and then I sent it to Maverick [02:42.634]He wrote me back and told me "let these n*ggas have it" [02:45.770]Raps turn into cabbage [02:47.283]Tabs under my tongue sent me on trips without the baggage [02:50.824]Psychedelic savage, doing damage [02:52.960]Jacket from a rhino, still f*ck the five'o [02:56.960]Driving still, eyes low [02:59.953]Minds moving fast but I rhyme slow [03:03.313]I kiss the model, then dead the bottle, Hz, n*gga