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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dame D.O.L.L.A.
Vocals
Sy Ari Da Kid
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Damian Lillard
Songwriter
Sy Ari Brockington
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nonstop
Producer
Mosiac
Producer
Damian Lillard
Executive Producer
Nate Alford
Mixing Engineer
Mike Bozzi
Mastering Engineer
Nate Jones
Executive Producer
Lyrics
Need a vacay, go cray
It's a round trip, both ways
I need good vibes, no sage
I like no face, no case
By the water, on a yacht boat (Skrrt, skrrt)
Location, I'm in Cabo (Skrrt, skrrt)
Rich niggas, we are not broke
Yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah
I need a cabana, right by the pool
Pour up a shot of that Clase Azul
Or Reposado, you know the motto
Gas up a jet, get me to Cabo
She love the ism, uh, she give me some rhythm, uh
Peeping the vibes, not on him it's in him, uh
Gucci set, tennis chains, gold ones in
With the gang, I'm the life, fuck the fame
Know I'm him, they fuck with Dame
I brought some sand to the beach
Lil' bish we driving the boat
We 'bout to dive in the ocean
I wanna dive in her throat
I never change the location
Niggas surrounded with goats
This the life, this the life
Glass in the air, it's a toast
Need a vacay, go cray
It's a round trip, both ways
I need good vibes, no sage
I like no face, no case
By the water, on a yacht boat (Skrrt, skrrt)
Location, I'm in Cabo (Skrrt, skrrt)
Rich niggas, we are not broke
Yeah- yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah
I pull up to Nobu and get me some shrimp
Look at the stride, I walk with a limp
I'm from the Town the home of the pimps
Don't need a plan I go on a whim
I need a tan, look at the melanin
Real to the bone, look at the skeleton
We need a drone, capture the fellowship
Gimme the phone, can't leave the evidence
We on a private resort
It's lit, I'ma light up a torch (Aye)
The shit when I got off the porch (Aye)
Ain't changed when I hopped in a Porsche
I got the operation for the bops
We ain't stopping till we hear the cops
I'm rocking open-toes with the socks
Run up tripping nigga get socked
Please don't kill my vibe, shades
Cover up my eyes, sun
Down I'm lightweight fried One
A.I. with my guys
I keep it low, I hardly try
I'm Oakland grown, I'm from the Nine
You see the glow, you know we shine
We breed the code, the gutter kind, nigga
Need a vacay, go cray
It's a round trip, both ways
I need good vibes, no sage
I like no face, no case
By the water, on a yacht boat (Skrrt, skrrt)
Location, I'm in Cabo (Skrrt, skrrt)
Rich niggas, we are not broke
Yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah
Writer(s): Dean Maola, Inconnu Compositeur Auteur
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