VACATIXN.

(albüm: Acquired Taste, Vol. 1 - 2019)

(Smoke...)
Yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah)
Ay, Scar (Scar)

Aviation on the plane, I'm about to take off
Turning up till I can't think, I pray I never wake up
Got these tats all on my wrist I swear my life is made up
Bout to fly back to the missus, I'ma beat that pussy up
I wanna take my time, passengers raise the blind
You know I pray for mine, anxiety left my mind
Nigga done upgrade the price, living a dangerous life
You know the game is mine, I had to change my life
These niggas flexing (flexing)
Brands all on my body I can't mention (I can't mention)
If you want that shit then send a cheque in (send a cheque)
Send me in those garments and I text it (yeah)
They ask me where I'm from and who I'm repping (who you rep?)
I do this for myself and make the best shit (make the best shit)
Only rare shit that I mess with (that I miss with)
Gucci, Louis, Prada, that's that dead shit (aye)
Jordan, I look best in uh

Don't start, I really want, the fucking top
I never want, to miss a spark, leave the dark, let them walk
Don't start (don't start)
I really want (I really want)
The fucking top (the fucking top)
I never want (I never want)
Miss a spark (miss a spark)
Leave the dark (leave the dark)
Let them walk (let them walk)
Yeah I'm bossed up (aye)

Bills up, I got my bills up
They wanna know how, I do that ill stuff
I let them roll 'round, I get my fist up
I never stir now, I'm way to real, uh (aye)
Aviation on the plane, I'ma take off, uh
I'm in my ways in it, in awe, uh
I'm cutting faces, wake up, uh
I'm still that rage kid, I'm a star, uh

Don't start (don't start)
I really want (really want)
The fucking top (the fucking top)
I never want (I never want)
Miss a spark (miss a spark)
Leave the dark (leave the dark)
Let them walk (let them walk)
Don't start, I really want, the fucking top
I never want, to miss a spark, leave the dark, let them walk
Yeah I'm bossed up

Aviation on the plane, I'm about to take off
Turning up till I can't think, I pray I never wake up
Got these tats all on my wrist I swear my life is made up
Bout to fly back to the missus, I'ma beat that pussy up
I wanna take my time, passengers raise the blind
You know I pray for mine, anxiety left my mind
Nigga done upgrade the price, living a dangerous life
You know the game is mine, I had to change my life
These niggas flexing (flexing)
Brands all on my body I can't mention (I can't mention)
If you want that shit then send a cheque in (send a cheque)
Send me in those garments and I text it (yeah)
They ask me where I'm from and who I'm repping (who you rep?)
I do this for myself and make the best shit (make the best shit)
Only rare shit that I mess with (that I miss with)
Gucci, Louis, Prada, that's that dead shit (aye)
Jordan, I look best in uh