I told your boy, "your bitch needs to chill" (bitch need to chill) Jou ma se poes Fuck, I'm so faded Sour taste in your mouth Your bitch call me the greatest In the morning, I'll be fresh as fuck Fat faded fuck faces hate it How'd you get so jaded? Sorry

Window to window and wall to wall Can of Krylon, we out to bomb Four in the morning I'm with the squad There we go, there we go, there we go, there we go Chill-chill-chilin' with the crew Just writing my name in graffiti on the wall Who-who-who is he?

He going Donkey Kong (King of the ape shit) I must be gone (Gone) I don't ever front out here for a minute (Go crazy) Say I never chill 'til I get it (Go crazy) Brain what you think they committed? (Go crazy) Now I gotta wait like dawg gon' get it (Go

Grind with my brothers 'til we make it out the sticks You a broke nigga, prolly switch up for a bitch I was in the game, you was sittin' on the bench Chillin' with my woes like we came up from the six I don't fuck with girls that be all up in the mix

Nigga, talkin' bout M's Talkin' about M's Talkin' bout M's, nigga, M's Make 'em talk about, make 'em talk about M's Make 'em talk about, talkin' bout M's, nigga Chill and get faded All I ever wanna do is chill and get shaded I wanna see you take it all

Gettin' high, chillin' with my bros Gettin' high, blazin' with the bros And you know I got a gang of pre-rolls Talkin' 'bout these hoes, yeah Tryna dodge these hoes Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Oh, woah, oh, woah It's gon' be your favorite song

Somebody's shouting Up at a mountain Only my own words return Nobody's up there It's a deception I'm alone here With emptiness eagles and snow Unfriendliness chilling my body And whispering pictures of home

As we go on (We go on) Like we do (Like we do) When it's hot outside (Hot outside) I wanna just chill with you (Chill with you) What you need? (What you need?) Put ya mind at ease (Mind at ease) Oh! Do-do-do, do-do-do Let's smoke and ride Baby, if you

For whom the bell tolls Time marches on Make his fight on the hill in the early day Constant chill deep inside Shouting gun, on they run through the endless grey On the fight, for they are right, yes, by who's to say? For a hill men would kill, why? They

Pop it bitch Pop pop pop One two and the bitch came All these hoes know my damn name Break a bitch heart pouring out the champagne Why you over there chilling with the little lames? You ain't know, you ain't know that my shit bang? Walk up on this bitch