17 lyrics for "Chill it out,"
I made a bucket list, changed the B to an F I gave my give a damn the finger, so it got up and left I quit worrying about people's expectations And ordered up a six pack of chillaxification Maybe write it all down, and then blow it all off If you're a
PlayHe 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
PlayGettin' 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
PlaySomebody'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
PlayNigga, I was down bad, now I'm on a jet for real Got all this ice on me, baby, told my Patek to chill Sippin' on this codeine, my baddest bitch is on X pill I want a couple million without a record deal Got 25 thousand on me, when I've been ridin' in a
PlayYeah I'm chillin' on a dirt road. Laid back swervin' like I'm George Jones Smoke rollin' out the window An ice cold beer sittin' in the console. Memory Lane up in the headlights. Got me reminiscing on the good times Said I'm turnin' off the real life
PlayI just hope it lasts forever I think this might be paradise I think this might be wonderland Ricky Rozay Maybach Music Get you out to France, fly you out to Nice Or we can chill out in Atlanta, let's enjoy the feast We can do the spa, we can do the mall
PlayI 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
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