Vacation Lyrics By Takeoff
(Murder)
Takeoff!
I just took your bitch to Europe for a vacation
I'm on perkys, I'm on syrup **** dumb wasted
Came from trappin' out that 'bando when it's still vacant
You can tell I'm 'bout my paper by my conversation (Yeah, guap)
Gotta be a dime I can't fuck with basics
Like 'em plain Jane like them 'Rollie faces
Never had a dollar boy you too contagious
Ain't never heard 'bout Migos boy you must be crazy (Huh)
Plain Jane like them Rolex faces
Diamonds in my chain dancing Temptations
The Ghost and Wraith in, the Lamb', I bought just for racin'
I'm not a racist, but money come in Caucasian (White! Guap)
Beat that pot and bowl, beat that beat that pot and bowl
Keep on actin' bold I'm a have to wipe his nose
You gon' pay a toll, boy you playin' movie roles (Cashout)
Don't make me go Marshawn Lynch on ****, beast mode
Crack a seal on them I got Act' poured
I get high like the man with the afro
Takeoff in that rocket I'm a astro
Gotta make sure fam straight, I'm the backbone
I just took your bitch to Europe for a vacation
I'm on perkys, I'm a syrup **** dumb wasted
Came from trappin' out that 'bando when it's still vacant
You can tell 'em 'bout my paper 'bout my conversation (Yeah walk)
Gotta be a dime I can't fuck with basics
Like 'em plain Jane like the 'Rollie faces
Never had a dollar boy you too contagious
Ain't never heard 'bout Migos boy you must be crazy (Huh)
I'm bag chasin', the trap vacant
Love blue hundreds but I'm bad with faces
Walk off in the party and I'm white boy wasted
Last pint of Act', paid a ticket just to taste it (Act')
Twenty five thousand spent on one bracelet (Ice)
That's a lot of money we spendin' on occasions
Take a private jet to Europe for vacations
The way I ball I make Curry be the agent
It's amazin', it's crazy, the NFL Tom Brady, black Slim Shady
Gotta thank my mama, grandma 'cause they helped made me
Lookin' at your palm sweatin' in the cut faded
I just took your bitch to Europe for a vacation
I'm on perkys, I'm a syrup **** dumb wasted
Came from trappin' out that 'bando when it's still vacant
You can tell 'em 'bout my paper 'bout my conversation (Yeah walk)
Gotta be a dime I can't fuck with basics
Like 'em plain Jane like the 'Rollie faces
Never had a dollar boy you too contagious
Ain't never heard 'bout Migos boy you must be crazy (Huh)
