Chin'chill-N

Yall having a good time tonight...
Coming to da stage is my man Sho
Gawd, Da Real YG
He got alotta names
But that boy good...
He said he good like God wit an extra O

Shout out 2 u for coming out...
Its a wonderful day
N da air one time
U getting money today
Chillin sumwhere sunny
Wit a blunt of da haze
N u staying sucker free
Cuz u aint fuckin wit lames
Dont gotta tuck in ya chains
U dont owe nobody
Fresh out the car wash
Like u dont know nobody
Wats da linkz on da drinks
Tryna check a hoe, prolly
Still fuck 12
U aint respecting no squallee
Fitted to da SnapBack
Or I hit em wit da Dad Hat
Off white, Nike Lab rat
Niggas wonder where da cash @
Either invest it or I stash that
Tryna bring that boom bap rap back
N I hit em wit sum stickers out my
MCM knapsack
Ceilings gotta crack that
Niggas tellin me thats raps' wack
So I gotta bring da slap back

Chinchillin' sitting on about half a million
Wit all my niggas all my guns all my women
Chinchillin' sitting on about half a million
Wit all my niggas all my guns all my women
Chinchillin' sitting on about half a million
Wit all my niggas All my guns All my women
Chinchillin' sitting on about half a million

Thats sum regular shit...
U gon wow the ppl or what kid
Cant have me up here braggin on u n u kicking
Sum so-so shit...
Jermaine Dupri aint here

Oh u want me talk sum mo' shit
That mothafuckas cant do it like the Sho shit
An these niggas still feel it
Already know niggas feel the coldness
Hoes get plucked n fucked
N no bucks change hands
Cuz trickin on hoes, is not in my game plan
Gotta stay awake fam
Dey lookin for sponsors
To get they bodies done, hook em with doctors
Plane tickets, buy em bags
Booking em concerts
Still be fucking broke niggas...
Man these bitches is bonkers
I aint gon sit here n knock ya
But as a nigga I got to
Go head n get ya paper
Ima sit here n watch ya
Chick stripping for tuition is urban myth
Dem hoes done dropped out n be turning trick'n
One air mattress - unfurnished kitchen
Giving mad brain still aint learning shit man

Chinchillin' sitting on about half a million
Wit all my niggas All my guns All my women
Chinchillin' sitting on about half a million
Wit all my niggas All my guns All my women
Chinchillin' sitting on about half a million
Wit all my niggas All my guns All my women
Chinchillin' sitting on about half a million

Aight that was tight... went in on them chicks a lil bit
Cool, you the truth...
Give em one more sho em it aint a fluke

Victory Lap like Nip what I rap is a gift
What I spit be the fire, everything cud be lit
Verbalize what I imagine, craft another invention
Time traveling bars that came from other dimensions
Punctuating my sentences never hating my nemesis
Embracing the negatives show patience n readiness
Determination n steadiness operating wit deadliness
There cud never be no end to this Once I put the pen to this
The track be the evidence How I wack n confetti shit
Not a tad bit benevolent In session with instruments
All the rhyme heads get into this, Ima give u experience
Da dopest nigga alive, baby now u know hearing this
Blaring this n ya ear again, pull the Mclaren in
This time I'm going all out n still aint no fear in him
U hearing em...

Chinchillin' sitting on about half a million
Wit all my niggas All my guns All my women
Chinchillin' sitting on about half a million
Wit all my niggas All my guns All my women
Chinchillin' sitting on about half a million
Wit all my niggas All my guns All my women
Chinchillin' sitting on about half a million



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Writer(s): Gregory Hunter
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