Relax lyrics

by

Tyler


[Intro]
Tyler

[Chorus]
Relax for a little
Why don't you kickback
I got a choppa on me
That b*tch got kickback
It's gon send you back
Send you back where you came from
I got a new b*tch
I don't even know where the f*ck that b*tch came from
Yeah, yeah I feel just like a star
Codeine going through my heart
He ain't tough, nah, he not hard
Made him froze with the AR
f*ck that b*tch and broke her heart
Send shots, yeah, right to his heart
Shawty asked if I even got a heart

[Verse]
Making bands, yeah, that sh*t not hard
You f*cked up can't get a restart
On the Xanax bar I'm a retard
This is a blunt not no cigar
Fill it with gas fill it with Citgo
Silly hoe, yeah, she gotta get going
Grab the work and I had to get moving
Money moves, yeah, had to get right to it
Guapanese yeah, I speak it fluent
On the drugs, yeah, under the influence
So gone that's why I be coolin'
You wanna keep your life, then you better cool it
He had pack so I went and took it
He ain't a real trapper, yeah, he a rookie
Took his pack, yeah, yeah I took his cookie
If I was him yeah, I would've been shooting
Would've been shooting, yeah, would've got it back
Run off on the plug like a Runningback
He ain't getting none of that sh*t back
That's what happens when you are a lack
I'm so bored I might go to LA
Might go to LA with my new bae
Got a new bae every damn day
Cause I change hoes like some clothes, aye
I'm a boss always hold it down, aye
Why you hanging with them clowns, aye
Your b*tch with me when you out of town, aye
Call her ferris wheel she going round and round, aye
On my boss sh*t I hold it down, yeah
Why you hanging with them clowns, yeah
Your b*tch with me when you out of town, yeah
Call her ferris wheel she going round and round, yeah yeah
[Chorus]
Relax for a little
Why don't you kickback
I got a choppa on me
That b*tch got kickback
It's gon send you back
Send you back where you came from
I got a new b*tch
I don't even know where the f*ck that b*tch came from
Yeah, yeah I feel just like a star
Codeine going through my heart
He ain't tough, nah, he not hard
Made him froze with the AR
f*ck that b*tch and broke her heart
Send shots, yeah, right to his heart
Shawty asked if I even got a heart

[Outro]
Yeah [x3]
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