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lirik lagu young nes - bitch relax

[intro]

ain’t no diss record but these f-ck -ss n—-s done made me mad (b-tch -ss!)
all ya fake -ss n—-s got nothin’ on me and that’s a fact (brrr-brrr)
do you really wan’ smoke 4/20 my n—-s want all the gas (ooohh shi-)
young nes hungry for another f-ckin’ beat, young n—- about to spaz
got my right foot on the gas

[verse 1]

burnin’ rubber to the max
young nes be movin’ too fast
all these b-tches like ouu
shotgun got a lil’ pump
all you ricky’s better run, better run
better run, run forrest run
n—-s get to duckin’
when they see me comin’
choppa chop you up
uh chop you up like some onions
pay you for a feature
tell that n—- to suck it

[hook 1]

why you gotta act like that?
motherf-cker b-tch relax
tryna suck my d-ck in cl-ss
motherf-cker b-tch step back

[interlude]
(beat cuts off)
hold on, wait, wait a sec
the beat go off?
(ay, ay, ay) 1, 2, 1 2 3!

[hook 2]
(beat returns)

b-tch relax
b-tch relax
b-tch relax
b-tch relax

[verse 2]

b-tch stop playin’
you ain’t got no baby
swerve in a mercedes
d-mn her head game so amazing
she be ig thottin’
but you know she lil’ crazy
when she turn it over man
that booty lookin’ bangin’
know i’m riding dangerous
notoriously famous
infamously known for spittin’ fire in the bas-m-nt
money beats depression
money taught me lot of lessons
trails ‘n’ tribulations now i always count my blessings
fortnite b-tch get looted
stackin’ money to the roof
don’t blame ya money blame ya mindset
cuz n0body better than you
but young nes be better than you
and that ain’t further than the truth
i fry a n—- like fried chicken
when a n—- cookin’ in the booth (uh)
turn you to some stew (uh)
[1:40 ?]
i swear that she a witch
a nympho in the room
i body bag a b-tch
she ride it like a broom
i’m done waiting on n—-s
no patience for n—-s
the king at the top ain’t gonna save all y’all n—-s
cuz gang talking over van city baby
leave you decimated on some kid buu sh-t
leave the planet wasted
lethal weapon press the b-tton, start a world war
cuz my bars droppin’ deadly weapons now

summertime she want da d-ck now
she wanna daddy lil d-ck down
all of my hater’s wan’ beef now
all of them p-ssy cat meows
you too off the sh-ts relax
too much and gon’ relapse
bad biddy with the braids (uh)
yeah you gimmee sp-ce (yuh)

[hook 3]

b-tch relax
b-tch relax
b-tch relax
b-tch relax

why you gotta act like that?
motherf-cker b-tch relax
tryna suck my d-ck in cl-ss
motherf-cker b-tch step back

[ending]

604, n—-, g-town, gtr you know that sh-t
link, run it, run it, run it, run it
get him the money i gotta go get it, i gotta go get it, i gotta go get it, i gotta go get it, what? oh f-ck
skkrt
remi, this sh-t slaps, n—-

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