Flatbush Zombies - Vacation lyrics

Vacay! Vacay!
Vacay!

Yeah, yeah, yeah i don't sweat her texts
(No) my life is a test (Test, yeah)
Takes a little effort
(Effort) makes a lot of stress (Uh huh
Stress) 'Posed 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?
(fame) Do we flee from fame (Name)
Now that's a cold case
(Case) Hennessy 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

I swear it's so amazin'
I swear it's so amazin'
Yeah, I feel like on vacation
They wanna be me, I ain't dead yet, no
You wanna ride, you need a spaceship
Ayy, baby, don't get impatient, no
Gotta hustle 'til you make it, Lord
Yeah, I swear it's so amazin'

Badmon yeah, cruising in my own lane
Had to take the scenic route
My reality is what most
You niggas dream about (Stay lucid)
Fake niggas only ride for you
When they need the clout (They leechin')
But leave your ass for dead
When you’re bleedin' out (Drip, drip, drip)
Look, but blood thicker than water
That’s word to my daughter (Baby girl)
This year is where I had to
Draw up all of my borders (Great wall)
I’m bossed up, I used to take their orders
Uh 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, bitch
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 fuck the cops, uh
Posted on the block like Giannis
I promise, they call me Mr brooklyn’s Finest
(No lie) i'm feelin' like I'm Yeezy
With the shutter shades
Can’t tell me nothing, in my stuntin' phase
Wait 'til all them hunnids made

I swear it's so amazin'
I swear it's so amazin'
Yeah, I feel like on vacation
They wanna be me, I ain't dead yet, no
You wanna ride, you need a spaceship
Ayy, baby, don't get impatient, no
Gotta hustle 'til you make it, Lord
Yeah, I swear it's so amazin'

Yeah, yeah, yeah
I just got back from Australia (Woo)
Wildin' out
Getting double mouth like an alien
Zombie Gang, Gang, Gang, can't say it once
Who wanna bang, bang
Bang? I'm Pops Wayans' cuz
Got a blade on my tongue
Dirty nine on my side
Ratchet from overseas, mail order bride
I'm the shit like my momma
Gave birth out her asshole
Ammunition wrapped around my body like Rambo
Shout out to my main chick
Side chick and mistress (I love you bitches)
Same shit, love you girl
Just handle yo' business (Woo)
Got blood on my Fendi joggers
(Fuck) , watch me mix match designer (Fuck)
I just wanna spend 4
20 with Rihanna (If I had one wish)
Throw her over my shoulder then bring
Her back to my island
Then put her legs over my
Head like a Hurricanrana (Aha)
I'm prolly the realest nigga to
Climb out a vagina (Too real)
Now does that sound like a good
Vacation or am I wildin'? (Fuck yeah)

I swear it's so amazin'
I swear it's so amazin'
Yeah, I feel like on vacation
They wanna be me, I ain't dead yet, no
You wanna ride, you need a spaceship
Ayy, baby, don't get impatient, no
Gotta hustle 'til you make it, Lord
Yeah, I swear it's so amazin'