Relapse (Remix) ft. M1H1 Lyrics

I be posted up where the fiends be at

My bitch put in work, yeah, she's shakin' ass

Geekin' off a 'erc, shit, I just relapsed

Aye, I'm scratchin' at my face, shit, I can't relax

I be posted up where the fiends be at

My bitch put in work, yeah, she's shakin' ass

Geekin' off a 'erc, shit, I just relapsed

Aye, I'm scratchin' at my face, shit, I can't relax

Yeah, my wrist shinin' harder than Shakira

I got your bitch next to me, she lookin' pretty in the fuckin' mirror

I feel like Project Pat I'm smokin' weed and sippin' liquor

All I gotta say is rest in peace to my liver

Yeah, I'm so fucked up man

Put a gun to your head, you fucked up man

When I'm in the studio, them beats fuckin' bang

Like the chrome I put to your dome, blowin' out your brains

You don't wanna fuck with a clown, I'm insane

Kick it with my posse, get it jumpin' every day

All I want is the money, fuck all the fame

And if you got a problem, beat you up out the frame

Take a fuckin' picture like Kodak

Boy, I'm so ill, think I need a fuckin' Prozac

I wanna feel numb, where's the pills? I love Xanax

Depression hit me hard, got me feelin' like I'm BoJack, bitch

Yeah, you sippin' Henny, boy, I be sippin' Tris

I be sippin' so much, I got purple piss

Yeah, you send a hundred shots, but you fuckin' miss

All I got is one bullet for your head, bitch

Fuck that vest, man, that shit ain't gon' help

When you left in the alleyway screamin' for help

At least you get to kick it with your homie

Both in the grave, rottin' in hell, homie

I be posted up where the fiends be at

My bitch put in work, yeah, she's shakin' ass

Geekin' off a 'erc, shit, I just relapsed

Aye, I'm scratchin' at my face, shit, I can't relax

I be posted up where the fiends be at

My bitch put in work, yeah, she's shakin' ass

Geekin' off a 'erc, shit, I just relapsed

Aye, I'm scratchin' at my face, shit, I can't relax

Scratchin' at my face cause I'm a zombie

Fold that boy up quick, no origami

We be posted up where the fiends be at

We be makin' hella money, makin' fuckin' racks

19 with a drum

We blow his ass to Kingdom Come

Don't ever fuck around with my niggas

Cause you know that where we from

From the 407 to the AUS

We blowin' chimneys

got that zaza pack

I don't like the drank it hurt my kidneys

I like fast cars, bad bitches, smokin' za, gettin' rich

I told psychadelics, never stop till we get fuckin' richard millies

You know we get silly

Driftin' in that black coupe, we slidin' through Sydney

I be posted up where the fiends be at

My bitch put in work, yeah, she's shakin' ass

Geekin' off a 'erc, shit, I just relapsed

Aye, I'm scratchin' at my face, shit, I can't relax

I be posted up where the fiends be at

My bitch put in work, yeah, she's shakin' ass

Geekin' off a 'erc, shit, I just relapsed

Aye, I'm scratchin' at my face, shit, I can't relax