Relax

(альбом: Baw Baw Black Sheep - 2021)

[Rejjie Snow:]
Relax
Relax, yeah
Relax (Yeah)

The girls is here, the sun in my eyes
The bands are whippy, I cash the cow
Relax, relax, relax, relax
The girls is here, the sun in my eyes
The bands are whippy, I cash the cow
Relax, relax, relax, relax
Relax (Uh), relax (Uh), relax (Uh), relax
Relax (Uh), relax (Uh), relax, relax

The bands is out, the girl of my dreams
The samurai sword, I'm chopping the weed
Expensive (Expensive, uh)
The beans is out
I mumble the raps, I'm selling her weed
The Black is the features, my Nubian queen
They rock all the styles, they told us to leave
In Africa, dawg, increasing my genes, she showing out
She pray to my rhymes, I'm calling, she pick and decline
The boxes all discreet (Shh)
The box is where I'm scoring (Scorin')
The comfort free, she lucky
The berries are black and they wholesome (Hmm)
The Jheris are curled, you know me (Know me)
My humpty, that boy doesn't know me
She cut me off, the fangs is out
Might look in the pouch, she repping my hood
I'm geeking out
You know that I'm stupid, I'm crazy in love
Buffy, my baby, she searching for blood
I'm reaching the suds, I'm taking my time
I'm rolling extending, got clip on my sides
Circulation, stimulation
I seen 'em relax and I aimed for that jug

Relax, relax, relax, relax
They grab on the stars and grab all their need
The bah-bah-bah, the Black boy sheep
Relax, relax, relax, relax (Yeah)
The girls is out, the sun in my eyes
The Black is rich, they jocking the style

[Cam O'bi:]
Ayy-ayy, ah, ah, ah, oh
When they hanging over your shoulder
Acting like they own you
That raspy shit they selling
Just tell 'em, "My nigga, relax" (Yeah), yeah, uh
Relax (Yeah)
But Cam be only trying to warn ya if we don't stay on ya
They might just end up in front of you
I told you, "My nigga, relax" (Yeah), yeah, uh
Relax (Yeah), yeah, uh

[Rejjie Snow:]
Yeah, yeah
The skin is black, you need to relax
The styles of hair, you're made to attract
The braids are French, the language I rap
The beauty is soft, the panties they're, uh
One beard down, call me a flirt
Here's how I feel, hands in the dirt
Drinking my water, clutching her purse
Call me a robber, I'm with the church

Relax, relax, relax, relax
They grab on the stars and grab all their need
The king of pop, real quick, RIP
Relax, relax, relax, relax

[TJW:]
Perm yourself, relax my nigga, on wax, my nigga
Bank bills on go, man, Saks, my nigga
Quit acting you ain't Sac, my nigga
You must be smoking broken momma backs crack
Rock, paper, scissors, cut a nigga open
Slow-motion like a nigga just got a GoPro
Heart attack flow
Those niggas all got flatlines when the verse is over niggas going "Ehh" or "uhh" or
Relax, my nigga's a killer
Relax, I got seven figures
Relax, I'm fucking your bitch, and I'm fucking your nigga, my nigga
The fuck is the difference?
Relax, I'm not being sus', I'm just speaking facts
Oh, you said, you went to Peru? Okay
You went there with who? Oh yeah, for sure
That totally sounds like it happened
I'm happy you're happy, my nigga
I hope that you're happy, my nigga
I hope that you're happy, my nigga
Do what makes you happy, my nigga

Relax, relax, relax, relax
Relax, relax, relax, relax
Relax, relax, relax, relax
Relax, relax, relax, relax
Relax, relax, relax, relax
Relax, relax, relax, relax (Yeah)