KANT RELAX (Bobby Singer) Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Mixin' it up like it's chemistry, not cookin' no crack
All that fake love, it ain't shit to me, I'm givin' it back
I don't know if shawty feelin' me, or want my cash
I don't know who wanna finish me, so I can't relax
All of that shit for the bird, all of that shit for the dodo
I can't go back on my word, something you already know though
My brother's jean tag purple, they came in from Soho
I used to be flippin' them burgers, now they want a photo
I wanna run up the digits, yeah I wanna run up the currency
Don't give a fuck bout your feelings, your shawty pull up and she slurpin' me
You know I'm bringin' that flame, you know I'm burnin' that third degree
Most of you niggas is lame, I'm knowin' they bringin' the burglary
I'm the type nigga get rich as fuck, while you never heard of me
Damn, my brother get fresh as fuck, he rockin' them purple jeans
I'ma pull up in that big body Merc, the color is burgundy
I just been goin' berserk, and none of you niggas is hurting me
If I blow out the brain, that's a brainless whip
If he hit him a stain, that's a stainless lick
Shooter don't got no aim, he got aim assist
Feelin' like Johnny Dang, out in Bangladesh
I never changed on my gang, so how did I switch up
12 came through with the flame, my nigga you bitched up
My brother gon' crash for the cash, swervin' that big body Brinks truck
Damn, lil shawty got ass, all that money get picked up
Mixin' it up like it's chemistry, not cookin' no crack
All that fake love, it ain't shit to me, I'm givin' it back
I don't know if shawty feelin' me, or want my cash
I don't know who wanna finish me, so I can't relax
All of that shit for the bird, all of that shit for the dodo
I can't go back on my word, something you already know though
My brother's jean tag purple, they came in from Soho
I used to be flippin' them burgers, now they want a photo