Chill

Chill on me For real Chill on me Ah Chill on me For real Chill on me Ah Chill on me For real Chill on me Ah Chill on me For real Chill on me Ah yea chill on me My niggas they eating got meals on me To get high like me you need pills on me No pen no paper No deals on me Uh she hit my phone at 10 Shawty's a dime she is a 10 She want to link and I told her when? She's on her knees She didn't say amen She saying please Cuz I'm all in Foot on the court So I'm balling There is no time Enough stalling Whip so low I gotta fall in You in my bag you a grown ass man Boy you is a lame always alone ass man Boy you is a dummy you slow ass man But me imma shoot Aim at the dome ass man Yea me imma Fendi Prada Chrome ass man Yea me you know I'm a cold ass man Yea my chain be ice 30 below ass man I don't have horns imma goat ass man Chill on me For real Chill on me Ah Chill on me For real Chill on me Ah Chill on me For real Chill on me Ah Chill on me For real Chill on me I eat up like bon appétit I gotta burst it's shooting out three One for you and you not me I thought she was a good girl nah she a Freak I thought that was Yo girl but nah she for me I thought she was for me But it's for the whole team It can get spooky like it's Halloween I sit back and count up my green That right there is Gonna come with a fee 223s singing like it is glee I knew she was gold digging She said uh it's the cash for me Is you gonna really take off with me And do the dash with me Yea I know you ain't ride for me so yea It's a pass from me I cannot believe nothing you say Everything is blasphemy But anyways check out the accuracy But anyways you won't Get the last from me Anyways now you just trash to me Now lil shorty is gassing me But back then you was just passing me Chill on me For real Chill on me Ah Chill on me For real Chill on me Ah Chill on me For real Chill on me Ah