Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Yeah, it's gon' be the longest night of life right here, man (Damn right)
Sun ain't never comin' up, ya' know? Yeah
[Verse 2]
Some people like to drank
Some people like to smoke
Some people overthink
Some people overdose
I'm just tryna get the nicest
Bottles on ices
Pull some all-nighters (Why?)
'Cause e'rybody got
Vices, vices, vices, vices
Vices, vices, vices, vices
E'rybody got
Vices, vices, vices, vices
Vices, vices, vices, vices
E'rybody got
[Verse 3]
I popped a couple bottles
I took a couple shots
I done fucked a couple models
I done fucked a couple thots
But from Seattle to Atlanta
From Philly to the Bay
The only loyal bitch I know's a loyal bitch named Tanqueray
She gets me right every time
It ain't never no fussin' or fightin'
She says she'll always be mine
And that's why I cuff her and wife her
Now that's through sickness and health
All the way till death do us part
Ever since I seen her on the shelf
I knew we'd always be together from the start
And she tell me when my cup's half empty
I tell her when the bottle's half full
And I can't get enough, so don't tempt me
Sometimes she's chased with Red Bull
Sometimes I have to reup
'Cause I wanna be with her all the time
'Cause everybody's got vices
I just wanna come clean about mine
[Verse 4]
Some people like to drank
Some people like to smoke
Some people overthink
Some people overdose
I'm just tryna get the nicest
Bottles on ices
Pull some all-nighters (Why?)
'Cause e'rybody got
Vices, vices, vices, vices
Vices, vices, vices, vices
E'rybody got
Vices, vices, vices, vices
Vices, vices, vices, vices
(Yeah)
E'rybody got
[Verse 5]
I rolled a couple fat ones
I passed around the dank
I smashed a couple bad ones
I smashed a couple skanks
But from Cali to Carolina
New York to Tijuana
Only Mary that I know's a faithful ho named marijuana
I be draped in all designer
Won't catch me in nothin' less than a couple thousand dollars
Success'll just make 'em swallow
Good sex will just make 'em holler
Good weed will just make it better
And ease the stress in my mind
As I continue to go and get this chedda'
Better roll it, lick it, then light it
Puff puff, pass that thang 'round
Every day, I gets excited, 'cause this here
Came from the ground
And it was put, on the Earth to smoke it
I can't think, of a better time
To light it up, and ask if I wanna hit it
'Cause I know, that I can't decline (Luda)
[Verse 6]
Some people like to drank
Some people like to smoke
Some people overthink
Some people overdose
I'm just tryna get the nicest
Bottles on ices
Pull some all-nighters (Why?)
'Cause e'rybody got
Vices, vices, vices, vices
Vices, vices, vices, vices
E'rybody got
Vices, vices, vices, vices
Vices, vices, vices, vices
E'rybody got
[Verse 7]
Worry, worry, worry, worry
Bout ya' own fuckin' life
Worry 'bout ya' own fuckin' life
Worry 'bout ya' own fuckin' life
Worry 'bout ya' own
Stay the fuck up outta' mine
(Stay the fuck up outta' mine)
Stay the fuck up outta' mine
(Stay the fuck up outta' mine)
Stay the fuck up outta' mine
(Stay the fuck up outta' mine)
Stay the fuck up outta' mine
(Stay the fuck up outta' mine)
I'm alright, bitch
Written by: Christopher Bridges, Floyd Hills, Marcella Araica