Just Chilling (feat. Red Banzino)

Yuht Lil pump, lil pump, lil pump Ok, ok, ok Aye I just dropped my ego Bitch I'm just chillin' Why ain't you listenin' to trap? Bitch I'm just chillin' You ain't look so good, is you good? Hoe I'm just chillin' What up witchu, whatchu on Bitch I'm just chillin' Bound tail wife sit on my face, put a big loud mouth in they place Finna go toe to toe no court day, better not snake we pullin' up wit an AK No cap we smokin' everyday day, pass it in a circle like a Beyblade Friday to Sunday, all the time it's feelin' like it's pay day Smoke another bitch she feelin' cray cray I'm just doing me If I'm pullin' out the pussy while in er rub me stand free Seventeen Catch me smokey feelin' fuzzy an my vision really blurry straight green A rollin' machine No I'm fellin' Gucci you ain't gotta ride me home An you ain't gonna worry, gleam Mr. Clean Kick it with a bitch a Stephen Curry session then we scurry I just dropped my ego Bitch I'm just chillin' Why ain't you listenin' to trap? Bitch I'm just chillin' You ain't look so good, is you good? Hoe I'm just chillin' What up witchu, whatchu on Bitch I'm just chillin' I'm just chilling, bitch you trippin' Do whatcha need then leave in the mornin' Cause I'm strange and deranged up inside my brain Most call it insane, ain't no stoppin' till I see the fame Welcome to the motha fuckin' fast lane Where we're doing shit on the daily We be smoking shit the make you afraid call me god bitch cause I create They say I'm fucked, but I ain't had enough, pass over the weed an give me a puff How'd ya get in this situation, you thought I was gone butchu fuckin' wasted Cause I'm raisin' the bar, I'm the typa guy that your girl adore Step to me well this your final warnin', I be shootin' shit like I was Michael jordan I just dropped my ego Bitch I'm just chillin' Why ain't you listenin' to trap? Bitch I'm just chillin' You ain't look so good, is you good? Hoe I'm just chillin' What up witchu, whatchu on Bitch I'm just chillin'