Desiigner Relax Lyrics

[Intro]
Thraah
(Infinity)
Thraah, relax
Six back, relax, she make it clap
You throw them racks, I throw them racks, six back, relax

[Chorus]
Six back, relax, she make it clap
You throw them racks, I throw them racks, six back, relax (Relax)
Six back, relax, she make it clap
You throw them racks, I throw them racks, six back, relax (Relax)
Six back, relax, bottles get popped, baddies get cracked
We pop our shit, get paid to mack
Desiigner head cannot fall back and that's a fact
It's in my name, the wave is back (Thraah)

[Verse 1]
In the 'Rari, in the Ghost, in the Culli, all black (Black)
She gon' make it pop, make it drop, ass fat (Fat)
f*ck her like an animal, we do it like that (That)
Party at the zoo, yeah, you know where we at (Thraah)
All about the cheese, gettin' money, no rat (Rat)
Plug he on my line, I tell him hit me on the [jack][?]
Call up DJ Pro, I tell him, "Get me on the track" (On the track)
And if it's hot, run it back, run it back (Get me on the track)

[Bridge]
D-d-d-d-damn, son
(And if it's hot, run it back, run it back)
Where'd he get that from?
(If it's hot, if-if-if, run it back)
Damn, son

[Chorus]
Six back, relax, she make it clap
You throw them racks, I throw them racks, six back, relax Six back, relax, she make it clap
You throw them racks, I throw them racks, six back, relax (Relax)
Six back, relax, bottles get popped, baddies get cracked
We pop our shit, get paid to mack
Desiigner head cannot fall back and that's a fact
It's in my name, the wave is back (Thraah)

[Verse 2]
Dior on me Christian, came up wearin' True Religion ('ligion)
Gettin' money, paid, gettin' rich is my religion ('ligion)
Stay away from fame, niggas switchin' my decision
Water on my neck, it be blurrin' up your vision (Thraah)
Heard she love a dog 'cause she love how I'm lickin'
This ain't Halloween, but she love how I'm trickin' (Trickin')
Hittin' home runs, I don't care how they pitchin' (Pitchin')
Feel like Jackie Robinson, they love how I'm gettin'

[Chorus]
Six back, relax, she make it clap (Damn, son)
You throw them racks, I throw them racks, six back, relax
Six back, relax, she make it clap
You throw them racks, I throw them racks, six back, relax (Relax) (Where-Where'd you get that from?)
Six back, relax, bottles get popped, baddies get cracked
We pop our shit, get paid to mack
Desiigner head cannot fall back and that's a fact
It's in my name, the wave is back (Thraah)