ViZion - Ziploc, Good Grade lyrics

Intro (ViZion): Yo Yo open up Yea, what ya'll up to Oh sh**! Again? yea I'll take a hit, whatever, let's do it #SolAR Verse 1 (ViZion): Ziploc, good grade, sitting on this couch Every time I hit this house, dude's is blowing up an ounce Kid not, if not, then it's all about Girls on girl on girls, yea we bring 'em out This is really living or maybe just my opinion But once you're feeling good, whats the f**ing difference? Please don't make it difficult like hieroglyphic definitions Life is just for living, so be happy and quit to b**hing Be different, dream big, stick with it Never let 'em bring you down, and f'f'fear, k** k** it Yea I'm k**ing it. flow so villainous Buzz so real, I might get a light bill in this b**h, I'm ready for whatever tomorrow may bring If it's only lemons, give me sugar, I'm mixing a drink Know it's not the heavens cause I'm rolling with the King He told me persevere and I'll get it like Lebron's ring Hook (ViZion): So close your eyes Forget the moment If the feeling's right Then i'll just hold it Yea close your eyes And keep on floating If the feelings right Then I'll keep on rolling Verse 2 (ViZion): While I'm here, kicking it in my beach chair Island boy, how I'm living, got a girl in each ear Prada and pina colada, bad girls stay near Cause they love my energy, mc2 Disappear lil mo'f**ers with no swag They ain't talk the way I talk, they can't give 'em what I have They give em Gucci bags, maybe a ma**age Maybe put a ring on em, before they leave with half I give em first cla**, maybe a menage And I don't disappear near the end like a mirage My entourage, get green like camouflage And we scheme complex, you can call it raz mataz Bad boy, coming from Barbados And I'm living half famous, cause my sh** sound like I made it It's a mad world, and it's so full of haters But id never change my status, all I really gotta say is Hook (ViZion): Close your eyes Forget the moment If the feeling's right Then i'll just hold it Yea close your eyes And keep on floating If the feelings right Then I'll keep on rolling Verse 3 (ViZion): Check my state, chilling in the cut For a minute, as we're sipping em, spilling out the cup Check my game, all grown up With swag like Jager, feel like a million bucks Put you in the mind frame, paint like Pica**o Van Gogh with the Pernot and merlot fiascos Trying a get nice whip, something like a Lambo Murcielago, plus a bad chick, a** like mango Give thanks Jah know, I'm ready for whatever though I'm tall like the pinnacle, they're small like a decimal Another level up, like I got a cheat code Living like in a movie, now my cheques got zeroes And I don't know bout you, but believe yourself That means be you And I don't know bout you, I believe in me So I'm making moves Outro (ViZion): I'm on the wild wild south, coast Picturing money in large amounts Bounce, no, cheques from bank accounts While I roll up L's by the quarter ounce I'm on the wild wild south, coast Picturing money in large amounts Bounce, no, cheques from bank accounts While I roll up L's by the quarter