Relationship Lyrics

Relationship Lyrics by YOUNG THUG

Yeah shinin hard cause we back up Back up)
Rose gold from your neck up (Young Bless boy tou saucin)
You know shit gon’ get sloppy tryna check us (check us)
Pop an X pill like we Malcolm (Young Bless boy tou saucin)
Yeah (Bessd)

I’m in a relationship with my bitches yeah
I need tu cut some of em off, I need help
I go some bad things, I want her to myself 
Had to make the time to cut em off, I need help

I know how to make the girl go grazy
When you, treat her like your number one baby
Put my bitches on yachts, we don’t do jet skis
Put your ice on rocks, they need to help me

No baby your collection, won’t stand for it 
You know you’re in relationship with all us
I get a few tewts an day sayin “it’s all yours”
I go a few states on speed dial like good drugs 

Get in your bag uh yeah, get in your bag uh 
Hundred new purse for a brat uhh
Coming down the street, new jag (Skit)
Turbo bitch bout to drag nigga had M’s fore ass
Got a brand new bitch who that?
Rock the flooded AP all black
White toes get me a tan cocaine, killing time 
All a bitch wanna do is shine audemars pick which kind 

I made you a starter, you went from a dime to a quarter 
I chico de barge it I’m leaving that loud in apartements yeah
Don’t play with a sergeant ahh
I’m ready to spoil it ah 
 
She suck on my yeah
I’m hidin in the closet uh
I’m higher than the moon 
Three mil in the room
You get silver spoon, I bought you some goons

Yeah shinin hard cause we back up Back up)
Rose gold from your neck up (check us)
You know shit gon’ get sloppy tryna check us (check us)
Pop an X pill like we Malcolm (Young Bless boy tou saucin)
Yeah (Bessd)

I’m in a relationship with my bitches yeah
I need tu cut some of em off, I need help
I go some bad things, I want her to myself 
Had to make the time to cut em off, I need help

I don’t do jet skis, give me the yacht please 
I made you queen status check out my lean status 
I’m in a relationship with all my biches yeah
I put my dick inside her mouth before she left 

Yeah I built relationships with all my bitches yes 
I put my dick right in her mouth she act
I got your bitch in a backpack 

I paid extra for the crib, I go a kid snack
I paid exta for the crib, it go a game room
Got a penthouse in the back, it ain’t my main room
Tamika jo and prosche they kept it silent 
That’s the only reason I let em fly private 

Yeah shinin hard cause we back up Back up)
Rose gold from your neck up (check us)
You know shit gon’ get sloppy tryna check us (check us)
Pop an X pill like we Malcolm (Young Bless boy tou saucin)
Yeah (Bessd)
 
I’m in a relationship with my bitches yeah
I need tu cut some of em off, I need help
I go some bad things, I want her to myself 
Had to make the time to cut em off, I need help

I know how to make the girl go grazy
When you,treat her like your number one baby
Put my bitches on yachts, we don’t do jet skis
Put your ice on rocks, they need to help me