CHiLLMODE < KiLLMODE Lyrics

They got me in chill mode, they got me in chill mode

Know now I'm ready to kill, now I'm ready to kill mode

And they want me to act civil, but I don't know how to sit hoe

Make this shit clap like a cymbal, I gotta do this a little

She got a booty that dribble, she want that water that drizzle

I get that cake like a sizzle, got it down like Shaq'izzle

She a bad bitch, wanna have my kid so, we move like Hansel and Gretel

We goin' down to the pedal, steppin' up just like a metal

Steppin' this god to the devil, we get the ice like the Rangers and Devils

Baby I'm doin' this im tellin you, baby I do this to tell you

Now I got penthouse , a better view, all them sights is impeccable

And she got pecs, it's impeccable

And it's apparent that I, and I'm not hearing none of ya

This bitch is tearing me up, into a new ass hole

Into a realm that we can't let go, something that we can't control

And I'm just losing control, in this world you never know

In this world you just never know

In this world you just never know

In this world you just never know

In this world you just never know

And that junkie know that I'm Tyson wit blow

Junkie know that I'm Tyson wit blow

I don't care if it's open its closed

Shut the damn shop, I like Bobby Hutton on the block

We just huntin' on opps, she give top call her Triceratops

Yo they had me in chill mode

Yo they had me in chill mode

Now I'm ready to kill mode

Now I am ready to kill mode

Yeah

I'm not in chill mode

No, I'm not in chill mode