"RELAX" lyrics
Vory & 2 Chainz Lyrics
Aye, aye, aye, aye
A new nigga goin' outside
You know it's mine, it's facts (Okay)
You wanna fuck on me bad, bad, bad
What's in my pocket? That's racks (Okay)
You know I pop it, that's sex
I'm tryna make you relax, relax
I'm tryna make you go fall in love
I'm tryna roll you like Rollie Loud
I'm tryna hit you like puppy chow, pow, pow
You caught a plane, it's only us
I do not give a damn what it was
You think I'm fuckin' you just because
Girl, you bad for me and you know it
You a savage and you show it
These other hoes ain't got nothin' on your body
I can't be caught out with just anybody
A new nigga goin' outside (Okay)
You know it's mine, it's facts (Yeah)
You wanna fuck on me bad, bad, bad, bad (True)
What's in my pocket? That's racks (That racks)
You know I pop it, that's sex (Alright)
I'm tryna make you relax (Tony, uh)
Her body like a museum (Yeah)
I need to get it on film (Bling)
That shit wet, don't need no flem (Spit)
I can't let you drive my car no more
You keep scratchin' up all of the rims, damn
That nigga ain't me, scam
I got a plan, I hope you ain't scary
I'm on my hell kick, so I bought you some carats
Got you Bvlgari, Giuseppes, and Nettes
Inside that pussy make it sound like spaghetti
None of my car takin' regular unleaded
She call me daddy and I ain't her daddy
You know she a baddest, she hang with some baddest
I never lack when I'm sittin' in the Caddy
I got them racks, let me know when you ready (Ready)
A new nigga goin' outside (Okay)
You know it's mine, it's facts (Yeah)
You wanna fuck on me bad, bad, bad, bad (True)
What's in my pocket? That's racks (That racks)
You know I pop it, that's sex (Alright)
I'm tryna make you relax, relax (Mm)
A new nigga goin' outside
You know it's mine, it's facts (Okay)
You wanna fuck on me bad, bad, bad
What's in my pocket? That's racks (Okay)
You know I pop it, that's sex
I'm tryna make you relax, relax
I'm tryna make you go fall in love
I'm tryna roll you like Rollie Loud
I'm tryna hit you like puppy chow, pow, pow
You caught a plane, it's only us
I do not give a damn what it was
You think I'm fuckin' you just because
Girl, you bad for me and you know it
You a savage and you show it
These other hoes ain't got nothin' on your body
I can't be caught out with just anybody
A new nigga goin' outside (Okay)
You know it's mine, it's facts (Yeah)
You wanna fuck on me bad, bad, bad, bad (True)
What's in my pocket? That's racks (That racks)
You know I pop it, that's sex (Alright)
I'm tryna make you relax (Tony, uh)
Her body like a museum (Yeah)
I need to get it on film (Bling)
That shit wet, don't need no flem (Spit)
I can't let you drive my car no more
You keep scratchin' up all of the rims, damn
That nigga ain't me, scam
I got a plan, I hope you ain't scary
I'm on my hell kick, so I bought you some carats
Got you Bvlgari, Giuseppes, and Nettes
Inside that pussy make it sound like spaghetti
None of my car takin' regular unleaded
She call me daddy and I ain't her daddy
You know she a baddest, she hang with some baddest
I never lack when I'm sittin' in the Caddy
I got them racks, let me know when you ready (Ready)
A new nigga goin' outside (Okay)
You know it's mine, it's facts (Yeah)
You wanna fuck on me bad, bad, bad, bad (True)
What's in my pocket? That's racks (That racks)
You know I pop it, that's sex (Alright)
I'm tryna make you relax, relax (Mm)
