R&R lyrics
by Dylan Brady
[Hook]
Relax
I take a trip to relapse
Made that b*tch take a pill to relax
Take that b*tch to the crib to relapse
If I tell her to chill, she relax
And I know that she real, no BS
And I got somewhere real to be at
We go places they kill to be at
b*tch
[Verse 1]
Oh, forreal
I bet nobody know how it feel
I bout sprayed in her mouth
I don't care
20 b*tches, you have no idea
19 baby, i'm booming forreal
Give a f*ck if you fake or you real
f*ck support b*tch, i don't need your help
I swear to god I did this by myself
No straight a's but I still get mo doe
She said, bae you goin' make it, i know
b*tch, don't worry about me
Worry bout yourself
You just here to get muhf*ckin' love
I'm the one that you chose to choose
You just here cuz i got me some doe
Throw her back, now my backs against the wall
Thotty white b*tch, she making me soft
Hit it raw, suck my di*k
Look up at me like God
She say, bae you so jealous
Of n*ggas I f*ck
And I tell that lil b*tch that i'm not
I said b*tch
I don't pay you no mind
I f*ck b*tches that run through my mind
She said, tell me right now if you lyin'
I said, bae, if I'm lyin' i'm dyin'
b*tch
[Hook]
Relax
I take a trip to relapse
Made that b*tch take a pill to relax
Take that b*tch to the crib to relapse
If I tell her to chill, she relax
And I know that she real, no BS
And I got somewhere real to be at
We go places they kill to be at
b*tch
[Verse 2]
Air it out
If you get me back baby
That's fair enough
They say karma's a b*tch
She hilarious
Couple b*tches I f*cked
Thats a pair of 'em
All my diamonds they lick, cuz they clarity
I just bought me a ring like im married
pus*y wet, I turn into a fairy
And I run with that stick like i'm Harry
She can vouch
She go down like she had no soul
I'mma wait til I c*m in her mouth
Tell that b*tch to get the f*ck out my house
I can't lie it's a couple b*tches I'm f*ckin'
That probably be thick as your brows
All my b*tches so proud
That I wanna come f*ck em
Cause they know I'm never in town
Oh
[Hook]
Relax
I take a trip to relapse
Made that b*tch take a pill to relax
Take that b*tch to the crib to relapse
If I tell her to chill, she relax
And I know that she real, no BS
And I got somewhere real to be at
We go places they kill to be at
b*tch