Relapse Again Lyrics

Moncler Rick jacket like it's cold

Jump in the crowd at my shows it's all hoes

Yeah get out from the light bitches ruin my pose

Red bottoms up like the Codeine I pour

Yeah my pockets so big yeah they fat yeah they bold

And I still got green hundreds them bitches so old

Yes I got blue hundreds that's just to blow

That bitch said I'm fly like bitch yes I know

Yes

Yes I'm in the sky

Rick Owen boots yeah Balenci my eyes

Way I stay with the gang bitch it's like mob ties

That bitch give up fast cooch McDonald's fries

Why you keep asking questions

Who, what, where, why?

Yes I die off the pills but I wake up alive

Wake up jump off the porch yeah bitch yeah I dive

New Rock Vetements with some Number Nine's

I spent it all again

I gotta ball again

What is you talking about

Why is you talking then

New shows, new cities

Wake up in Texas

New Ricks, new fit

New bitch, new Benz

New clothes, new pics

Same drugs, same shit

Got Givenchy on, yes pop my collar

Got Givenchy on, yes cost some dollars

I'm relapsing off X again to be honest

I'm relapsing on percs again them bitches calling

I spent it all again

I gotta ball again

What is you talking about

Why is you talking then

New shows, new cities

Wake up in Texas

New Ricks, new fit

New bitch, new Benz

New clothes, new pics

Same drugs, same shit

Got Givenchy on, yes pop my collar

Got Givenchy on, yes cost some dollars

I'm relapsing off X again to be honest

I'm relapsing

Say I can't do it then you got a bet

Got a bedroom but don't go to bed

Rick Owens jeans from Geth

How I'm on fire but ain't break a sweat

Like Sethany better be smart with your death

I'm finna raise a level

I'm finna take another

Bust something else but not a bubble

Yeah, like a controller we rumble

I got it now

Designer fit cause you know this shit by design

I be putting shit on, no Bill Cosby

Got a tech I ain't talking technique

We smoke all the garden, that's green

Got some BB shoes coming next week

Got some BB shoes coming next week

Because of you and drugs I don't get no sleep

And this shit can get graphic he put on a tee

18 holes

In his body he looking like Zero

And my niggas some dogs, dingoes

In real life playing Call of Duty: Ghosts

I remember I wanted Ozweegos

Shit get hairy like it's a Latino

Sixth grade had a dime in my chinos

Niggas trash they get tossed in a bin

You can see this shit on me like skin

And you know that I got it like Lil Keed brother

I just spent it all again

I spent it all again

I gotta ball again

What is you talking about

Why is you talking then

New shows, new cities

Wake up in Texas

New Ricks, new fit

New bitch, new Benz

New clothes, new pics

Same drugs, same shit

Got Givenchy on, yes pop my collar

Got Givenchy on, yes cost some dollars

I'm relapsing off X again to be honest

I'm relapsing on percs again them bitches calling

I spent it all again

I gotta ball again

What is you talking about

Why is you talking then

New shows, new cities

Wake up in Texas

New Ricks, new fit

New bitch, new Benz

New clothes, new pics

Same drugs, same shit

Got Givenchy on, yes pop my collar

Got Givenchy on, yes cost some dollars

I'm relapsing off X again to be honest

I'm relapsing