Joey Bada$$ (joey Bada**) - Vacation lyrics

[Intro: Meechy Darko] Vacay! Vacay! Vacay! [Verse 1: Erick Arc Elliott] Yeah, yeah, yeah I don't sweat her texts (texts, yeah) My life is a test (test, yeah) Takes a little effort (no, effort) Makes a lot of stress (uh huh, stress) Supposed to be this way (way) Who could lead the way (way) Them shades a couple K's (K's) We don't see the same (Uh huh) Do I need a name (name) Do we flee from fame (fame) Now that's a cold case (case) And I see the same (same) You're supposed to be the king (king) Let me see your wings (wings) Spread the gospel goal (goal) And let freedom ring [Chorus: Zombie Juice] I swear they're so amazin' I swear they're so amazin' Yeah I feel like I'm on vacation They wanna be me I ain't dead yet, no You wanna ride you need a spaceship Eh baby don't get impatient, no Gotta hustle til you make enough Yeah, I swear it's so amazin' [Verse 2: Joey Bada$$] Yeah, crusing in my own lane, had to take the scenic route My reality is what most you n***as dream about Fake n***as only ride for you when they need the clout They leave your a** for dead when you’re bleedin' out Look! But blood thicker than water, that’s word to my daughter This year is where I had to draw up all of my borders I’m bossed up, I used to take their orders They ain't wanna pay attention, now they can’t afford us, yeah I made a milli' in the first quarter on the hush, yeah Plus this my Jordan year, b**h I’m just warmin' up, yeah I ain't in a rush, that's just my adrenaline flowin' I drop the top just so they can see the melanin glowin' Like f** the cops, posted on the block like Giannis I promise the call me Mr. Brooklyn’s Finest, uh I’m feelin' like I’m Yeezy with the shutter shades Can’t tell me nothing, in my stuntin' phase Wait till all them hunnids made [Chorus: Zombie Juice] I swear they're so amazin' I swear they're so amazin' Yeah I feel like I'm on vacation They wanna be me I ain't dead yet, no You wanna ride you need a spaceship Eh baby don't get impatient, no Gotta hustle til you make enough Yeah, I swear it's so amazin' [Verse 3: Meechy Darko] Yeah, yeah, yeah I just got back from Australia Wildin' out getting double my [?] Zombie gang, gang, gang, can't say a word Who wanna bang, bang, bang, my pops Waynes cuz' Got a blade on my tongue, dirty 9 on my side Ratchet from over seas, mail order bride I'm the sh** like my momma gave birth out her a**hole Ammunition, wrapped around my body like Rambo Shout out to my main chick, side chick, mistress, same sh** Love you girl, just handle yo business Got blood on my Fendi joggers, walkin' mix masked designer I just wanna spend 4/20 with Rihanna Throw her over my shoulder then bring her back to my island Then put her legs over my head like a Hurricanrana I'm prolly the realest n***a to climb out a vagina (too real) Now does that sound like a good vacation or am I wildin'? [Chorus: Zombie Juice] I swear they're so amazin' I swear they're so amazin' Yeah I feel like I'm on vacation They wanna be me I ain't dead yet, no You wanna ride you need a spaceship Eh baby don't get impatient, no Gotta hustle til you make enough Yeah, I swear it's so amazin'