
Chill ft. deliverpain Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Just chill
What's the deal
Shawty chill
Chill, yeah
Chill, yeah
Chill, yeah yeah
Chill yeah
Shawty, she trippin' like, what is the deal
Not tryna argue, I told her to chill
Chill, yeah
Chill, yeah
Chill, yeah yeah
Chill yeah
Shawty, she trippin' like, what is the deal
Not tryna argue, I told her to chill
Yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah
We not finna argue, don't do back and forth
She givin' me mind like she takin' a course
All I know is forward my foot on that gas like I'm ridin' in sport
This bitch way too boring
I kick her out, light up a blunt like a torch
Like what you trippin' for
I'm not here for the games
You not even my main
Most of these bitches be lame, not wastin' my time, I'm on Mary Jane
Faded as fuck, not a thought in my brain
Since I bossed up, I ain't been the same
Shout out La Flare
Bitch, I be good in my hood anywhere
She came to the crib with no underwear
Know this my world, I feel like the mayor
Bitch, I'm a Don, you know I be stacking that Deaux
Barely just met her, she sendin' the lo
Don't even know if I'm with it fasho
Shawty, just chill, or you gotta go
Just chill
What's the deal
Shawty chill
Chill, yeah
Chill, yeah
Chill, yeah yeah
Chill yeah
Shawty, she trippin' like, what is the deal
Not tryna argue, I told her to chill
Chill, yeah
Chill, yeah
Chill, yeah yeah
Chill yeah
Shawty, she trippin' like, what is the deal
Not tryna argue, I told her to chill
Told her to chill
Told her to chill
Yeah, Tell a hoe to relax
Tryna make me a play
Stupid hoe all in my face, she don't know how to act
Hope you know that we got Russian K's
Nigga, wanna playin' this bitch, hope he clutchin' the strap
Hope he know that I got hella rage
Niggas be missin' for days, I don't play bout my cash
Shoot your brother right now, I'm from Page
That nigga shouldn't just went and paid, now he stuck in the past
Niggas, know that these fuck niggas lay
Nigga, wanna speak on my name, hope he ready to crash
Hope he ready to die
Got some goons tryna slide on a random
Better lay with they mommy
Get down on some pills tryna get it
Know that they got hella adrenaline
Tryna bust at your son
Hit your mom or your dad, ain't no feelings
Why this bitch tryna fuck on a nigga
She just for the image
She don't look how she look in those pictures
She a basic ass hoe I aint with it
Only smashing that bitch if she a model type hoe she can get it
My lil hoe finna fuck me, alright
My lil bitch, yeah, I'm pipin' her man
And these niggas be hoes with no pipe
So they ass better learn how to fight