Jarmar Green - Relocate (feat. Drayco McCoy)

Relocate
Fadeaway
Fadeaway Relocate
Fadeaway into the smoke they say
Only advance when there's money to make
Need that return on investments
And our moves don't even align the same
That's why I smoke at least 5 grams a day
If I don't there be hell to pay
I don't want to have to run no fades
Only want to run to the bank
I ain't got time to play games
Big plate and I stay hungry
My pockets real fat, Ben Frank
Got a lot of fake love around me
So I gotta keep a strap in reach
Yea
Lil bitch Why you reaching for me?
Ali Ali oxen free
I'm tryin test if you worthy
In the sheets playing hide n go seek
Trigger finger on that punani
Got her Hitting high notes, Whitney
Get alert, it's a order, gotta leave
And I love it when hard work turn to green
Green
Any op in the way catch a beam
Attaching red sights on the ak
Aiming at yo temple like a headache
Been about the brick for a decade
Got 16 zips in a safe
Know a couple niggas who can relate
I can tell when a nigga real fake
I can tell when a bitch wanna date
Spend a couple racks make stress fadeaway
Higher than a mountain Relocate
Got stripes like a tiger a nigga great
I feel like emperor, must be my temper
Comanche execution today
Drayco on guillotine duty
Off with the head filet
Relocate
Fadeaway into the smoke they say
Only advance when there's money to make
Need that return on investments
And our moves don't even align the same
That's why I smoke at least 5 grams a day
If I don't there be hell to pay
I don't want to have to run no fades
Only want to run to the bank
I ain't got time to play games
Big plate and I stay hungry
My pockets real fat, Ben Frank
Got a lot of fake love around me
So I gotta keep a strap in reach
Yea
Drayco
Yea my nigga I feel you
Fuck with the crew imma cut em like Genshu
And pose for the camera like genu
Smoke in that booth yea I smoke for my mental
If I don't smoke then I might kill you
I took your boo out we dripping on swimsuit
That's just the shit that I'm into
Aye you ain't understand shit that I been through
I don't like talking I get to
In the party you know that I'm lit and you know I'm with your lil thot and her bitch to
Damn just purchase a pot my wrist move
I'm getting gwap I don't miss you
I'm getting top in the Benz coupe
Only that top I cant kiss you
Yea
I'm rocking I'm rolling they know that I'm smoking don't fly away
I'm walking im zoning they know they all want to ride the wave
Don't care about no money these niggas they know they can't not buy my sway
I don't care about nothing man all I ever want to do is get high today
Yea
My niggas stocking up Big Mac
My bitch counting up big racks
I just be snapping big facts
He want my swag he can keep that
I know that fuck nigga need that
Damn they all on my mufuckin dick
I ain't ask you for nothin bitch give me my meat back
Relocate
Relocate
Fadeaway
Fadeaway Relocate

Written by:
Drayco McCoy, Reginal Green

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