Relax
I just call my plug when i need to relax
Taking all these drugs cause i swear i need that
I just cut her off now lil baby getting mad
We run the money up until it's too hard to add
Pull up in a Rarri and you know i need that
Sorry i'm not sorry, find me where the weed at
If she coming to my crib better bring the knee pads
I got bitches on my phone and they asking for drugs
And they won't leave me alone until i give them a puff
Watch me paint the Rarri chrome finna leave you in the dust
And i can't love these hoes but i'm the one they love (for real)
Might take off in a rocket, i feel like Elon Musk
Too much money in my pocket, it's hard to add it up
So tell me where you going, cause i be going up
She ripped my heart right open, and drained me of my love
She ripped my heard right open, and drained me of my love
I just call my plug when i need to relax
Taking all these drugs 'cause i swear i need that
I just cut her off now lil baby getting mad
We run the money up until it's too hard to add
Pull up in a Rarri and you know i need that
Sorry i'm not sorry, find me where the weed at
If she coming to my crib better bring the knee pads
Taking all these drugs cause i swear i need that
I just cut her off now lil baby getting mad
We run the money up until it's too hard to add
Pull up in a Rarri and you know i need that
Sorry i'm not sorry, find me where the weed at
If she coming to my crib better bring the knee pads
I got bitches on my phone and they asking for drugs
And they won't leave me alone until i give them a puff
Watch me paint the Rarri chrome finna leave you in the dust
And i can't love these hoes but i'm the one they love (for real)
Might take off in a rocket, i feel like Elon Musk
Too much money in my pocket, it's hard to add it up
So tell me where you going, cause i be going up
She ripped my heart right open, and drained me of my love
She ripped my heard right open, and drained me of my love
I just call my plug when i need to relax
Taking all these drugs 'cause i swear i need that
I just cut her off now lil baby getting mad
We run the money up until it's too hard to add
Pull up in a Rarri and you know i need that
Sorry i'm not sorry, find me where the weed at
If she coming to my crib better bring the knee pads
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Writer(s): Parker Mckay
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