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shittyboyz - jeez relax! lyrics

[intro]
i+its hokatiwi

[verse 1: trdee]
told the clerk “[?], im a crip tonight
pull up on a opp around 10, brodie dim your lights
we gon’ let it rip, ain’t no need for really having fights
sb x hokatiwi, real scary sight

[verse 2: stanwill]
bro threw his wrist up, singing 41 like yt
goose made in canada, my doggie it say y3
glock on me, make him step back like he kyrie
she like “boy you dripping all gucci” b+tch i might be

[verse 3: babytron]
supreme balaclava, goose coat, im a hypebeast
handmade jeans, one on one, ain’t have to swipe these
b+tch ain’t never seen no drink before, like “why the sprite pink”
fireman with the punch work, every sight green

[verse 4: trdee]
ask the b+tch “who do she love” think im yg
purple jeans, mcm belt, with a white tee
you could search the earth. it is not n0body like me
when they see you shinin’, they gon’ act like they cannot see
[verse 5: stanwill, babytron, trdee]
throw a joggie on, run it up, i dont walk at all
euro stepping all to the bank, like im paul gasol
took a l, couldn’t do sh+t but really walk it off
doctor do little with my sh+t, i could talk to dogs
executing plays in the o, i think im urban meyer
told her im the one i really like, amar’e stoudemire
i’m the avatar in walmart, i hit the clerk with fire
i just hit this one lil’ b+tch, cause my verse was fire

[verse 6: trdee]
flavors on the hat, smokin’ flavors, ben and jerry life
n+ggas really still chasing rats, tom and jerry life
she like “oh, you gon’ f+ck and leave” b+tch you very right
yeah we really headed to the top, i’m kinda scared of heights

[verse 7: stanwill]
bags on my eyes, funny, all im seeing is a bag
he can beat the mag, why the f+ck would i beat his ass
four+o in my bank account, but i was sleep in class
can’t throw the word broke at me, i ain’t seen a cast

[verse 8: babytron]
put that two hand twister on me, like, “jeez relax!”
i can really count it up, nah i used to cheat in math
two years ago, was in the stu chasing dreams i had
now im babytron, that one guy, i know you’ve seen his ass
[verse 9: trdee]
stack the money for a rainy day, i could feel it coming
went to sleep show boating, then i woke up stunting
banana clip on the chop, hit him in his m+ffin
you took a trip out to cali, ain’t come back with nothing

[verse 10: stanwill]
j+panese cuisine in the booth, rapper apetite
god blessed my bin, feeling like a pastor when i swipe
f+ck it, might hit neiman marcus with a jab but i dont fight
seen an opp in traffic, had to up the blaster at the light

[verse 11: babytron]
weapon upgraded came with rapid fire and a sight
lookin’ like a spy kid, i got a gadget on my side
i used to be down bad, so ima stack it to the sky
if its war, thirty minutes, watch the taliban arrive

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