VICES lyrics

[Intro]
お前, チャーミングな広いおでこしてんな
お前—
I'm working on dying

[Chorus: The Khan & Lil Tracy]
I want money, hoes
Cars, clothes
Yachts, boats
I want more
I want stacks, racks
I want a b*tch that speak French with a fat ass
I want jewels, gems, I want a big chandelier in a mansion

[Verse 1: The Khan]
My ice is shinin', how'd I get so icy?
These n*ggas hate me 'cause their girlfriend like me
I step on stage and then the crowd starts sicing
And when they writin', they be tryna say I'm like
Got a hundred hoes shakin' ass, takin' off their clothes
Got me throwin' cash, spend it on some dope
I can spend it fast 'cause I can get some more
Boy, I'm smokin' on that vacuum-sealed sh*t
All these f*ck n*ggas, this the sh*t that I can't deal with
Only hangin' with my n*ggas that I was in the field with
I was in the streets while your ass was on field trips, for real, b*tch
[Chorus: The Khan & Lil Tracy]
I want money, hoes
Cars, clothes
Yachts, boats
I want more
I want stacks, racks
I want a b*tch that speak French with a fat ass
I want jewels, gems, I want a big chandelier in a mansion

[Verse 2: Lil Tracy]
Walkin' with a stick, grandpa
No love for a b*tch, I love my grandma
Yeah, I'm so geeked I spill my Fanta
Beef with Khan then I'm shootin' like a camera
I want money, hoes
Step on stage, camera flash, boy, I hit my pose
Rock star sh*t, mosh pit, I'ma stage dive
Rude boy, I'm a rude boy, I won't say hi
Yeah, Lil Tracy, Khan, boy, we stay high
b*tches starin' when we slide by
Dancing like I scored the winning touchdown
Yeah, that b*tch that used to play me, she wanna hug now
I want money, hoes
I got Gucci and some Fendi in my wardrobe (Gucci, Fendi, Gucci)
Yeah, I want big racks
I want a b*tch bad, hit her from the front and the back
[Chorus: The Khan]
I want money, hoes
Cars, clothes
Yachts, boats
I want more

[Outro]
I'm working on dying