[Lyric] Sit Back (Ty Suave (Rapper))

[Chorus]
Sit back, have a snack, it’s all OK
Sit back, yeah relax, it’s all OK
Don’t trip, don’t be mad, it’s all OK
Yeah… and no, the fuck, it’s not OK
Sit back, have a snack, it’s all OK
Sit back, yeah relax, it’s all OK
Don’t trip, don’t be mad, it’s all OK
Yeah… and no, the fuck, it’s not OK

[Verse 1]
Ain’t never been pressed
Ain’t never had to no stress
I been that niggas, notice
I’m getting money on it
I don’t gotta fly with the birds
Getting money, yeah I know that it hurts
You looking good, you looking bad
She got a fat ass so shake that ass
They see romance so I dip
Don't compete with no bitch
Ain’t never loose with my shit
Them niggas mad ‘cause I’m rich
They hate seeing niggas
Get all that money
I ain’t really got no friеnds
Niggas really act so funny
I’m back, back it up
I’m getting money, stack it up
I got my fam and that’s еnough
You is a bitch, just look it up
Woah, woah, woah, woah, fuck it up
I don’t like you, so pack it up
I need some money, not enough
You got some bitches, give it up
[Break]
I vibe, I flex, and get in yo jet
And you got some bands so I’ll hit you up next
I see the dream, so let me go see it
And you wanna ride but that's too bad, I fly
A bitch, no, can’t go walking ‘round with lame bitches
Oh yo, I’m the shit yo, I finally made it
I see other niggas ‘cause they enemies
Bitch my bitch tight, get that money, live life

[Chorus]
Sit back, have a snack, it’s all OK
Sit back, yeah relax, it’s all OK
Don’t trip, don’t be mad, it’s all OK
Yeah… and no, the fuck, it’s not OK

[Verse 2]
Look, I do it myself, I don’t need nobody else
Niggas act like they help, but nigga go and calm yourself
You’re mad, oh I need it my bag
You is a bitch, I see that, I made the run I like that
Hahaha bad bitch, I hit her twice, she on my dick
I had to go and tell that bitch to go ahead up out my shit
I’m a hire my boss, I’m a hire a freak
You do, you do you, and I’ll do, I’ll do me
I flex up, I been the best, ain’t never been the fucking rest
You see what the fuck I’m bout, ain’t gotta chase no fucking clout
Bow down to the fucking kid, you niggas off but never me
I flex, I ride, I do the things I like
[Break]
I vibe, I flex, and get in yo jet
And you got some bands so I’ll hit you up next
I see the dream, so let me go see it
And you wanna ride but that's too bad, I fly
A bitch, no, can’t go walking ‘round with lame bitches
Oh yo, I’m the shit yo, I finally made it
I see other niggas ‘cause they enemies
Bitch my bitch tight, get that money, live life