Lyrics Relax - Abhi The Nomad, Harrison Sands

Relax

Interesting
I was literally like, «Am I going to do that or not?»
Then I was like, «I'm gonna do it»
Shit, how’s it go again?
On the first one I said, «I could be the one, one of one in a million»
Then I could be like, I contemplated that in the shower this morning
Nice
Aw shit, fuck that, I’ma be the one, one of one in a million
Aw shit, fuck that, I’ma be the one, one of one in a million
Yeah
Why you stressed out?
I got your back, I’ll get you high
You can let out more than just more what’s on your mind
What’s that head count?
(What?)
I bet that you got more than mine
Let that stress out, let that stress out
And you got me like, oh, wait, goddamn
I could be the one, one of one in a million
Ah shit, fuck that (Fuck)
I’ma be the one, one in a billion (Damn)
Let’s get it on
Give a fuck about opinions (Yeah!)
Never settle for the cinema
I’ma make you feel like you in the Caribbean
Da-da-da-da, da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da, da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da, da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da, da-da-da-da
Why you stressed out?
I got your back, I’ll get you high
You can let out more than just more what’s on your mind
What’s that head count?
(What?)
I bet that you got more than mine
Let that stress out, let that stress out
Slow down (Slow down)
Don’t bring your stress around me
I like coastal sound (Slow down)
Ocean breeze slowly surround me, I like
I like hands, all of my hands
And I like sand, all in my pants
Carry our bags, tags, stickers
Passport stamps, all around pick up
Take out dinner
Smoke a little Mary, we can bake out here
A steakhouse, or kill livers
Up a three champ sand in ya (Whoop)
Kemp hand, I’ma tent pitch
While we study beach glamp band on an island, yeah
Yeah this paradise, got me hypnotized
These drinks on ice, they sweat like they Beline
Yeah this paradise, is my only vice
Knock me down, first round just like a Tyson fight
Knock me down, knock me down, knock me down
Wanna get a little dirty?
Go ahead, suck 'em out, tie a rope
Hit the south, down and out
Oh my God, I’m a god
Gotta make money but I just forgot my job
It’s like man, this my jam
Shit see my all in my plan
It’s Harry Sands, playing on the band
Weird that we on the same wavelength stand
Baby, wait you’ll see
Why you stressed out?
I got your back, I’ll get you high
You can let out more than just more what’s on your mind
What’s that head count?
I bet that you got more than mine
Let that stress out, let that stress out
And you got me like, oh, wait, goddamn
I could be the one, one of one in a million
Ah shit, fuck that
I’ma be the one, one in a billion
Let’s get it on
Give a fuck about opinions
Never settle for the cinema
I’ma make you feel like you in the Caribbean