Illinois Lyrics

I ain't worried bout you i be running chili up

Hop up on a tall bitch tell her giddy up

Niggas wanna hit me up

Bitches wanna flick me up

Lane swerving pulling up

Spilling syrup on tha chucks

Eyes so low I'm kin to Lu kang

Tippin low sippin slow blowin on skang

I'm a different type of titty boy with 2 chainz

Took a chi bitch out to Illinois for two days

I ain't worried bout you i be running chili up

Hop up on a tall bitch tell her giddy up

Niggas wanna hit me up

Bitches wanna flick me up

Lane swerving pulling up

Spilling syrup on tha chucks

Eyes so low I'm kin to Lu kang

Tippin low sippin slow blowin on skang

I'm a different type of titty boy with 2 chainz

Took a chi bitch out to Illinois for two days

I get popeyes chicken

Keep it stitched lip

Never been a eye witness

Been distant

Masked up before tha sickness

Never simpin

I ain't slipping on my pimpin

No kidding

I get money

I do not promote killing

Say she love me

I don't give her no attention

The Johnnys want me

I just want a lower sentence

Really I wanna get ghost

When yo back against tha wall and you don't got nowhere to go

Everybody turning on you they ain't picking up they phone

Hard work long days I just wanna make it home

All work no play I was tired of being broke

Doing donuts getting low

I'm tha one these bitches know

Bringing yeeky on tha road

I got keek up in tha load

Please don't speak to me I'm gone

Im a king without a throne

(She gone let a thug bone)