Relapse

(You're killin' it SUKi)

Yeah, uh uh, uh uh
Yeah, uh uh, uh uh
Yeah, uh uh, uh uh

I been sipping on wock (wock)
Think I'm boutta relapse too
Balenciaga's I made them my trap shoes
They tryna take a boy down but I keep cool
And she tryna see what the racks do
Talkin bout levels, I'm already past you
Why fuck one bitch when I could have two
Ass like a Draco she makin it clap too

And my niggas slide with a damn slug
She wanna fuck the whole gang, that's a damn slut
She wanna take my dick slow like its hard drugs
No I ain't keeping her close I cannot trust
Splitting rack with the gang, man it's all love
Imma get rich and that's with or without ya
Talking bout special that's nothing about ya
Talking bout altitude nigga we all up

I been sipping on wock (on wock)
Think I'm boutta relapse too
Balenciaga's I made them my trap shoes (trap shoes)
They tryna take a boy down but I keep cool (keep cool)
And she tryna see what the racks do (racks do)
Talkin bout levels, I'm already past you (past you)
Why fuck one bitch when I could have two (have two)
Ass like a Draco she makin it clap too

Ah yeah, ah yeah
Your bitch hit my phone and yours dry as hell (as hell)
That boy won't leave me lone I don't care, oh well (oh well)
We send him up to God, wish him well
Oh yeah, oh yeah

I been sipping on wock (wock)
Think I'm boutta relapse too
Balenciaga's I made them my trap shoes
They tryna take a boy down but I keep cool
And she tryna see what the racks do
Talkin bout levels, I'm already past you
Why fuck one bitch when I could have two
Ass like a Draco she makin it clap too

Damn!



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Writer(s): Donovan Whitfield
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