Lyrics Vices - Milan1k

I just feel like
Going through all them songs
What's that song called? And it's like
"Sippin' red when I'm missin' Yonnie"
"Something Something"
"It's my bad- baby if I'm acting bad with you"
"I don't really do this often"
"Too turnt up she like what the fuck?"
What's that song called

Ugh
(High Quality)
You feel it yet?
Mm
You keep ya body right
I don't like my lean on ice
I only pop molly at night
Total geeker yea that's right
In the VIP I'm with my soldiers
In the club battling my vices
In the bed battling the oxy's
That's my bad baby if I'm acting bad with you, I don't really do this often

Too turnt up she like "What the fuck boy? You can't treat a hoe me like me proper?"
I still lie in court like "Yes your honor"
Miss my brothers yea I'm sippin' purp
Sippin' red when I'm missin Yana
Take a trip I go back to the hood
I ain't even seen my sisters in a minute, I'm like damn hope they doing good
All these bitches they just wanna fuck my head up
Starting to think that's just all they good for
Keep on going cause we just can't give up
4th quarter now hold on feel the pressure
Pressure

I just been working on me
"Wya?"
"I'm working"
"OD"
All these drugs how I ain't OD?
Mm, yea
You tryna say the drugs get me lazy?
I feel I'm performing amazing
Smoke up in my eye I'm seeing hazes
Off the shrooms again I'm feeling hazy
I know we ain't perfect but we learning
Tie your shoes up we off to the races
Maison for the feet walking through the hood
Free the men boy
They need somebody to look up to
We right here
We them men boy
If you ask about me I'm a good dude
All these niggas play pretend boy
I just need somebody to be good to
All these hoes don't understand the boy
Uh huh

Yea
Highlife Boy yea I'm still on that same shit
Break out that box I'm switching up my range quick
No stars on the roof I'm switching up lane quick
Uh huh
Relationships yea I done seen 'em fade quick
Fake smiles fakin'
Fake love fake kick

You keep ya body right
I don't like my lean on ice
I only pop molly at night
Total geeker yea that's right
In the VIP I'm with my soldiers
In the club battling my vices
In the bed battling the oxy's
That's my bad baby if I'm acting bad with you, I don't really do this often

Too turnt up she like "What the fuck boy? You can't treat a hoe me like me proper?"
I still lie in court like "Yes your honor"
Miss my brothers yea I'm sippin' purp
Sippin' red when I'm missin Yana
Take a trip I go back to the hood
I ain't even seen my sisters in a minute, I'm like damn hope they doing good
All these bitches they just wanna fuck my head up
Starting to think that's just all they good for
Keep on going cause we just can't give up
4th quarter now hold on feel the pressure
Pressure

I just been working on me
"Wya?"
"I'm working"
"OD"