Vacation

I don't want none of that vague shit
I need a fucking vacation
You know if I ain't on the track
Then nobody wants you to play it
Yeah, they wanna collab
Cause I made their whole fucking playlist
So get the fuck out of my face
And get the fuck out of my way, bitch

Mans hit me up, I ain't notice
So get the fuck out of my notifs, damn
I'm not really sure if you know this
But I got stacks, bitch, I'm loaded

Like a credit card, like a gun
So stop fucking hitting me on some dumb shit
Like, what are you doing?
Shut the fuck up, bitch

I don't want none of that vague shit
I need a fucking vacation
You know if I ain't on the track
Then nobody wants you to play it
Yeah, they wanna collab
Cause I made their whole fucking playlist
So get the fuck out of my face
And get the fuck out of my way, bitch