Chillin' in the Dena

This a happy song aight?
Bet, so let's hop into it
Don't fuck with me, don't fuck with the crew
Alright, y'all ready for this?
Aye, hold up though, we gotta get vibin'
You feel me? Get the energies up!

I'm chillin' Dena, chillin' in the Dena
Chillin' in the Dena, chillin' in Dena
Now I live in Dena, now I live in Dena
With all these fucking beaners
Finger licking beaners

Walnuts, hallnut
Yo bitch look like a camel?
I ride that horse, you can call it explorse
Rolling on a groove
Thought I was a patchern
But really I'm a by-product of society cappern
I'm a situation, I'm a whole damn nation
Negle-e-egance, and expect-te-tations
I'm a freshman I'm new to the game
Rivalry is my game, Empire-ism

I'm chillin' Dena, chillin' in the Dena
Chillin' in the Dena, chillin' in Dena
Now I live in Dena, now I live in Dena
With all these fucking beaners
Finger licking beaners

Don't fuck with me
I don't brag about beats, I don't write shit
Urbanization, it's my absence
In the creation, diocese
Attorney free
I play hockey, that means I get girls
Admission, I'm advanced qualification
I'm a medalist, I'm a processor
I like my bitch with a little fucking fur I'm an inventor

I'm chillin' Dena, chillin' in the Dena
Chillin' in the Dena, chillin' in Dena
Now I live in Dena, now I live in Dena
With all these fucking beaners
Finger licking beaners



Credits
Writer(s): Omar Salem
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