Vacation Lyrics

Yeah

It's just, um

It's just a part of my life, man

I need a vacation

Always on the grind

I keep it pushing,

Got no patience

Something on my mind tell me I'm gonna be the greatest

She tell me she love me, but she fucking with the pagans

I don't need no hoe that's tryna leech and put her feet up

1998, I knock him down like Derek Jeter

Moving Despacito, call me Mr. Justin Bieber

In another league, I'm mixing up with legendary

Sleep is not my friend, so I

Need a vacation

Always on the grind

I keep it pushing,

Got no patience

Something on my mind tell me I'm gonna be the greatest

She tell me she love me, but she fucking with the pagans

I don't need no hoe that's tryna leech and put her feet up

I don't need no drama, let's see all on the track

I'm working on a plot to make a million a day

I'm a boss and I only speak capital gains

I'm never losing, so I'm going roofing the grave

You better walk, hopping in this bitch like I ain't left

I'm on a stalk, cooking up this gold

You know it's locked up in the vault

Don't ever try my thorough, I've been pushing for the cause

Moving like a Michelin, I'm always on the road

I need a vacation

Always on the grind

I keep it pushing,

Got no patience

Something on my mind tell me I'm gonna be the greatest

She tell me she love me, but she fucking with the pagans

I don't need no hoe that's tryna leech and put her feet up

1998, I knock him down like Derek Jeter

Moving Despacito, call me Mr. Justin Bieber

In another league, I'm mixing up with legendary

Sleep is not my friend, so I

Need a vacation

Always on the grind

I keep it pushing,

Got no patience

Something on my mind tell me I'm gonna be the greatest

She tell me she love me, but she fucking with the pagans

I don't need no hoe that's tryna leech and put her feet up

You been MIA till I got int the league

You a frog hoe, hopping to the WB

I let the money talk, screaming with a capital T

It ain't no issue for me, baby, I been pushing the P

You a FIFA, kicking all them balls on your thighs, you ain't no keeper

Hungry hippo hoe, you ain't nothing but a eater

Posing for the grams when your house ain't got no heater

I bet your name is Quita

I need a vacation

Always on the grind

I keep it pushing,

Got no patience

Something on my mind tell me I'm gonna be the greatest

She tell me she love me, but she fucking with the pagans

I don't need no hoe that's tryna leech and put her feet up

1998, I knock him down like Derek Jeter

Moving Despacito, call me Mr. Justin Bieber

In another league, I'm mixing up with legendary

Sleep is not my friend, so I

Need a vacation

Always on the grind

I keep it pushing,

Got no patience

Something on my mind tell me I'm gonna be the greatest

She tell me she love me, but she fucking with the pagans

I don't need no hoe that's tryna leech and put her feet up