Chill

Saylook, ohh, ohh

Drop then I pick it up,
This shit don't stop till we finish up
Nigga try us, they gone zip him up
They think we shot for captain, the way that they pick him up
Ion want yo girl, I'm not into her
She clinch her fist when I enter her
Know that I'm cold like December bruh
Touch me you gone feel that chill

Ima call up my niggas, they ain't got no chill
Ima fuck with yo hoe, I just wanted a thrill
I had turned to a addict, had cut out them pills
And they think I won't, but I know I will
I know these niggas gone cross me, sometimes I be hoping they won't
But I know they will
It don't matter cuz that ain't gone stop shit
They can plot, but Da Truth got the plot twist
Told my mama we gone see some better days
I done got a lil older got better ways
We done switched up the flow, we got better waves
I swear all them boys weak, just like seven days
I ain't had chance to work on my steady aim
you know all the oops pussy, they never came
I been all in the range, I got deadly aim
So if you try we gone shoot just like

Drop then I pick it up,
This shit don't stop till we finish up
Nigga try us, they gone zip him up
They think we shot for captain, the way that they pick him up
Ion want yo girl, I'm not into her
She clinch her fist when I enter her
Know that I'm cold like December bruh
Touch me you gone feel that chill

Drop then I pick it up,
This shit don't stop till we finish up
Nigga try us, they gone zip him up
They think we shot for captain, the way that they pick him up
Ion want yo girl, I'm not into her
She clinch her fist when I enter her
Know that I'm cold like December bruh
Touch me you gone feel that chill

Talk that struggle I swear I been through it too
You can't tell me no lies I put two and two
Right together, my bitch she so beautiful
I can come take yo bitch, she gone do us too
Ima keep goin ape shit like Zoboomafoo
Oops I heard that dat niggas a lemur
Face in the pillow, yo bitch she a screamer
These niggas can't bother me, check my demeanor
Know they gone respect it, they knowin I'm not a regular
Hit that bitch one time, now she blowing me on my cellular
Nigga pillow talking, she telling me what you telling her
Nigga send them negative vibes, and I ain't smelling them
Wedding cake, ice cream, exotic I'm inhaling them
Ion touch the white girl, naw that's for Ellen them
White girls down in Kennesaw they was smelling him
Fuck a black or white, blue faces I need several them

Drop then I pick it up,
This shit don't stop till we finish up
Nigga try us, they gone zip him up
They think we shot for captain, the way that they pick him up
Ion want yo girl, I'm not into her
She clinch her fist when I enter her
Know that I'm cold like December bruh
Touch me you gone feel that chill

Drop then I pick it up,
This shit don't stop till we finish up
Nigga try us, they gone zip him up
They think we shot for captain, the way that they pick him up
Ion want yo girl, I'm not into her
She clinch her fist when I enter her
Know that I'm cold like December bruh
Touch me you gone feel that chill



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Writer(s): John Adams
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