VACATE (feat. Taylor)

K. Swisha

Aye, say it ain't so

Brought two bitches, go fast and slow

Take my time, let they sis

But it really ain't, no

Turn on strip like a bank on gold

Paint on this like if they don't know

Ain't no mixing, slide on us

Ain't no issue with all that, huh

I'm just different and all that

I just dipped out with all that

Take a picture, what I got on, aye

Vacate the premises, huh

Y'all know what the premise is, yeah

I get prim and poppin'

Like we at the opera

I am not opposed to it if you tryna pop up on me

Hey, hey

Killin' me slowly

My chick look like Angelina Jolie, yeah

She got the remedy for me

When I get lonely

When we get around everybody

We pretend to be homies

But that ain't the case

I put you back in the place

Me and my brothers we back in the place

Come and say hi

I understand if you wanna stay high for this

I'm in this bitch with no oxygen

My bro tryna quit so he copped the pen

Them fellas you with, boy they not your friends

I heard what they said 'cause they said it to me

I had to tell you, couldn't let this shit be

Vacate the premises

Y'all know what the premise is, yeah

I get prim and poppin'

Like we at the opera

I am not opposed to it if you tryna pop up on me

Hey, hey

Killin' me slowly

My chick look like Angelina Jolie, yeah

She got the remedy for me

When I get lonely

When we get around everybody

We pretend to be homies

But that ain't the case

I know it's hard to relate, yuh

Made the mistake

Told her that I had it for one of her friends

Listenin', look on her face

But it ain't up for debate

I just might treat it accordingly

Might be too late for the orgy

Runnin' the beat 'til the chorus hit

I'll just put fridge in the orange juice

Aye, I don't look good in an orange suit

I need a Rari or horse shoes

Hop in the car and wonton soup

I need a trip to Milan soon

I gotta´ make up my mind

Tell me that shit will align today

I do not work with a horoscope

I wonder what the thesaurus say

I'm on the wing just like Hornacek

Give me a minute

Had to get rid of my demons or somethin'

And it was tennis

I guess I feel like I'm Jesus or somethin'

Quick to forget it

I heard the church was rented, oh

Vacate the premises

Y'all know what the premise is, yeah

I get prim and poppin'

Like we at the opera

I am not opposed to it if you tryna pop up on me

Hey, hey

Killin' me slowly

My chick look like Angelina Jolie, yeah

She got the remedy for me

When I get lonely

When we get around everybody

We pretend to be homies