The Flavr Blue - My Vice [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

She said how I’m supossed to roll up
Wit the window rolled down
Lil baby love to burn tree
I kick wit the homies, say I need to calm down
But I don’t let em interfere wit us... nope
You got me more than lookin forward
When I’m on the way I race
Everybody got a vice, we mob a couple times a day
I call u early when I’m brushing in the mornin
I text you selfies on the subway
I’m sneakin off so I can be around you
Off that brown twist that green
Stuck on you like some fiend as far as vices

You’ll be my
You’ll be my vice, my vice

You got me feeling some type of way
Think it’s a fever so come to my aid
I refuse to be played but you make the grade
Putting up A’s like you from the bay (yeee!)
Pound for pound when I’m down you wit me
Shoot you a text and you hit me back quickly
Running up my data guess I’ll think about it later
Cuz you’re doin me a favor, fit me perfect like a tailor yeah
Maybe you should breathalyze me
Tic toc, tic toc, hypnotize me
You always find a way to surprise me
Bout to roll up while I break out the Visine

You’ll be my
You’ll be my vice, my vice

Tryna stay in line but you got me rolling dice
Tryin to get you out of my mahfuckin mind
But I can’t, better get used to it
I could see you in my future yeah
Cuz you the first one to prove it
So I don’t mind if we take it there

You’ll be my
You’ll be my vice, my vice