Relax

Relax Relax, yeah, 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 (uh) Relax (uh), relax (uh), relax, relax The bands is out, the girl of my drеams The samurai sword, I'm choppin' the weed Expensivе (expensive, uh) The beans is out I mumble the raps, I'm sellin' her weed The Black is the features, my Nubian queen They rock all the styles, they told us to leave In Africa, dawg, increasin' my genes, she showin' out She pray to my rhymes, I'm callin', she pick and decline The boxes all discreet (shh) The box is where I'm scorin' (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 reppin' my hood, I'm geekin' out You know that I'm stupid, I'm crazy in love Buffy, my baby, she searchin' for blood I'm reachin' the suds, and takin' my time I'm rollin' extendin', 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 Ayy-ayy, ah, ah, ah, oh When they hanging over your shoulder Actin' like they own you That raspy shit they sellin' you Just tell 'em, "My nigga, relax" yeah, yeah, uh Relax, yeah, uh But Cam be only tryin' 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 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 Drinkin' my water, clutchin' 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, R.I.P. Relax, relax, relax, relax Perm yourself, relax my nigga, on wax, my nigga Bank bills on go, man, Saks, my nigga Quit actin' you ain't Sac, my nigga You must be smokin' broken momma back's 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 goin' "Ehh" or "uhh" or Relax, my nigga's a killer Relax, I got seven figures Relax, I'm fuckin' your bitch, and I'm fuckin' your nigga, my nigga The fuck is the difference? Relax, I'm not bein' sus' I'm just speakin' 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)