Chillin

Hit em with that choppa, get this weight off Hit em with that iron, melt his face off Boom, headshot, bitch face off No witness around, that's how you get off Got so much cheese, keep them racks around I'm my own boss, I can f*ck up a pound Extensions with the silence, lower the sound You better pray you not the nigga that I'm gunnin' down Ready, set, I think it's time to go F*ck your aim, let that shit blow We all masked up, that's what these niggas know I'm just spittin' bars, rappin' like my nigga Dough I'm spittin' facts, they know that, cause I'm just chillin' I'm sittin' back, and countin' racks cause I be chillin I'm sippin' on a fifth of Cognac cause I be chillin' I'm bout to roll another wood up cause I be chillin Chillin', chillin', bitch, I be chillin' Chillin', chillin', bitch, I be chillin Chillin', chillin', bitch, I be chillin' Chillin', chillin', bitch, I be chillin Eastside, you know we from the red zone Got beef up on my block, you get your head blown Niggas rap you for your buffs and your headphones You ain't right about shit, you was dead wrong They ain't ready for these bars yeah im slept on I don't have no opps, they would've been gone Two woods in, the whole eighth gone She suckin' dick all night, yeah she headstrong I put two and two together, and then I make moves I'm tapped in with United Masters, I'm gettin' paid soon I'm calling matt for them pictures, he gettin' paid too Finishing production in a day, that's the main rule I'm spittin' facts, they know that, cause I'm just chillin' I'm sittin' back, and countin' racks cause I be chillin I'm sippin' on a fifth of Cognac cause I be chillin' I'm bout to roll another wood up cause I be chillin I be chillin', chillin', chillin' bitch, I be chillin Chillin', chillin', bitch, I be chillin Chillin', chillin', bitch, I be chillin Chillin', chillin', bitch, I be chillin