Relax
(专辑: Good Intentions (Brown Boy 2 Deluxe Version) - 2020)
Yeah Woah Yeah Woah You got tears dropping all over my Lambo' seat (Yeah) When it come to sticking around, you can't depend on me Diamonds stuck inside the
Cartier frames on me (Yeah) All I
want is brain, you fucking with a
Xanny zombie (Woah) Presidential Rollie and it keep me up to date Every day feel like my birthday, blow the
candles on the
cake Came up from the
streets, we broke the
pounds down to zips (Yeah) Keep on throwing these ones, they keep on bouncing it on the
kid (Woah) Fuck a
money counter, counting these hundreds with your bitch (Bitch) Wrap it up with ice, you would think I
hurt my wrist (Ice, ice) AMG alright, GT 63 is it (Skrrt) Carbon fiber, I
paid twenty racks just for the
kit (Racks) Said she wanna see me, told that girl she gotta relax, yeah (Woah) Got these rackies, pockets stuffed from front to back, yeah Lambo' purple, but my new shit matte black, yeah (Skrrt, skrrt) Yeah, you fly, but, girl, I
ain't fucking with no nats, yeah That ass is extra fat, I
had to double back, yeah (Yeah) Ran off on the
plug, he still ain't see a
pack, yeah Every month, I
spend a
lot of time in Saks, yeah (Yeah) She gave up on me one time, she can't get me back, yeah Bring a
commitment, you gon' see me fade away (Yeah) I
ain't tryna answer to no bitch staying at my place (No) Got a
lot going on, I
get these racks to keep me 'sane When you finally get outside the
trap, they say you changed (Trap) I
know they can't stand it, got these haters starting to panic Diamonds iceberg, I
can sink the
Titanic (Ice) Don't need no jeweler, yeah, all of this water on my neck (Neck) Why would I
fish for bitches when I
know that I'm the
catch? (Catch) Say she don't wanna fuck with me no more, it's all love (It's all love) I
know when the
bills start coming in, I'm the
one she call up (Brrt) You get money, then you get the
bitches with the
power I
won't buy you roses, but I
smoke expensive flower Said she wanna see me, told that girl she gotta relax, yeah (Woah) Got these rackies, pockets stuffed from front to back, yeah Lambo' purple, but my new shit matte black, yeah (Skrrt, skrrt) Yeah, you fly, but, girl, I
ain't fucking with no nats, yeah That ass is extra fat, I
had to double back, yeah (Yeah) Ran off on the
plug, he still ain't see a
pack, yeah Every month, I
spend a
lot of time in Saks, yeah (Yeah) She gave up on me one time, she can't get me back, yeah Yeah Woah Yeah