Chill Shit

I cut my phone off, and she cut off hers, we don't fuck with bullshit

So we smoke and burp, yeah we talk about the bad, and we talk about the hurt

But then we both still say, that we got each other's trust

She freaking me up a mint, then swing it right to me

I hit it, a couple times while I pearl up a doobie

Then she put on a movie, lay down right next to me

I say, I hope it's a good one, cause girl you know

I'm choosy, it's one of those romantic flicks

I'm like nah girl take that off, would it be better if I take this off

Look at you, trying to start

Then she hit me with that I'm all hers

I hit her with that she's mine