Cheap Vacations

Honey, please pardon the lie, but I swear I'm not high
Just don't look at my eyes, yeah they're redder than McCartney's flaming pies
I lowkey don't believe in a God, but I look at they sky oh what a sight
Yeah so pretty wanna change my mind, so pretty wanna change my mind

"If you really want to stay then won't you let it go?"

I won't, no I won't let it go because I feel like a movie, not the true me
And I know my daddy thinks that I'm gonna die if I make it into the big leagues
Yeah, I'll O.D. or something

Frank Ocean said something 'bout a cheap vacation
This is back when the drugs gave me pure elation
Y'all dummies lack pretense of the situation
"Pussy, money, weed" is the anthem of a generation

(Yeah, yeah)
Tell 'em where the kick at
Fucking with my bitch at her place
Wait, wait, wait hold on I just wanna enjoy this part

Mexican-American, Japanese last name
Why the fuck drug culture the only where I relate? (Yeah)
"It's an epidemic rooted deeper in our states" (Yeah)
Bitch, that's what we been trying to say

Only smoked weed, mixed some drinks, no pills no lean. (Yeah)
I'm not fucking stupid so don't call me Charlie Sheen (Bitch)
It's fucking drug addiction and we treat it like a pissing contest
Aye, this a cry for help, oh, but he spitting on it.

Told my baby that I'm fine
Truth is I'm always fucking high (Hoping that you'll still be there in the morning)
I'm trying to find the way with something else (Baby, I won't leave you just gotta show me)
Wait, who the hell is Tony?



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Writer(s): Diego Kobayashi
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