Vacation Mode (intro)

30 Yrs on this planet earth
When we was kids we was playin in dirt
The AC didn't work during the summertime
Plug it in again hope and pray it work
Them mandatory hours had to stay at work
Drinking plenty coffee just to stay alert
They told me to kill them haters with kinda
I told em ima hit them niggas where it hurt
Ima paint that maybach green
Lil momma she gone shake that thing
Making money, money shouldn't make a real one
And if you broke then say that then
Or should I paint the maybach red
Old bitches be like hey fat head
Remember me naw bitch but you do look familiar yo ass was a 10 back then
What the hell is going on
What the fuck going on
I disappeared and came back wit them millions
They wonder why my nuts so long
Wish you can see what I've seen
All the places I've been
God took you out my life for a reason
And I just wanna thank that man
You've poisoned my soul
You watched me drank that poison
Now my heart can no longer bare feeling
Don't enjoy all the thing I enjoyed
Roll up blunts in the morning...
Used to cook you breakfast in the morning
Protect my heart now it's cover wit a shield
For the safety of the bitches I be screwing

I'm on a muffuckin island
Ain't no telling where I'm going...
Got muffuckas asking me how I've been
Bitch you see all this paper I've been blowing
Woke up in the middle of the ocean
I'm just chillin while I'm smoking
International I'm gettin to them bills
Calculating cause the paper turning foreign



Credits
Writer(s): Larron Barnes
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