Bae Cation (feat. Drag-On)

Count this paper and go on this vacation
No bae cation bruh, I'm bringing my girl with me
Drag to the dash, and I'm counting up the cash
Then I'm creeping in your bitch, then I'm calling up a cab
Then I'm calling up my cuz, then I'm back up on the ave
Until I'm back up in the lab
Now she sending me a text, got me thinking about the sex
But I ain't thinking about the rest, but I gotta get this check
Can't call her back yet, and she trying to be my wife
I ain't call her that yet
But I'm thinking about the ass, I think I'm moving too fast
And I just got to work I had to move it to the stash
Had to wrap it up, and had to put it on the mask
But shorty got that ass what imma do with all of that
Pull up in that coupe double black
Tell the young homie bubble that came back quick double that
She acting like she want some of that
So I gave her that, I ain't play with that
Shorty make a motherfucker wanna stay with that
Do a Bae Cae fuck it run away with that Is you okay with that?
All a nigga need is some weed, and PlayStation
And a bad bitch, then I'm gone up on my bae cation
Bae Cation
She said I'm the best she ever had
So she thinking I'm the man I'm the nigga with the plan like
She's use to hopping in and out jets every man she impressed
With her vibe, and the sex like
My boys downtown say I'm wack, cause I'd rather lay with her
Than to pull up to the lab like
But I gotta keep my head on straight, and I gotta stay away
But she got me on standby How you gonna tell me go
Cause I gotta do a show And I gotta get this bag like
I know you kind of Petty, Witty, and I hate to turn you down
But you I put it down like I'll call you back stage paid
So we pull off in the range while we listening to James
I know you hold me down, and I thank you
Laying on the beach looking at your see through
Bae Cation