Too Chill

Yea
Aye
Yea
Yea

Sarcasm in our best interests
We made a joke, it's finished
Who could tell the difference
You would in an instant
Think I need minute to handle all my business
Yea
Aye

Caught a vibe with it, I'm too chill
Got to hide with it, I'm too ill
Down to ride with it, I'm too real
Caught a vibe with it, know I caught a vibe

Yea, we finna go off in this bitch
I ain't even worried about shit
I ain't even worried about shit
I ain't even worried about shit

She got the move all in her hips
I'm readin' how friendly she get
She finally gettin' a grip
She chill to start hittin' them licks

Finna touch road in the whip
I already established who with
I see that they see like a crip
She hooked to my hook like a fish

She givin' me passionate lip
It ain't no way I'mma dip
She say that I lie like a simp
She say that I simp like a bitch, yea

Caught a vibe with it, I'm too chill
Got to hide with it, I'm too ill
Down to ride with it, I'm too real
Caught a vibe with it, know I caught a vibe

We took the bag, now we're out here townin'
You're batting like a thousand
My gang steady wildin'

Aye
Okay, then I say I'll allow it
Then race home when it get crowded
Aye

I'm goin' through wax like I'm Wayne
Opps I'mma to always detect
You're gettin' love, I get respect
Then go cure a bitch like a vet

I'm gettin' a bag when you're stressed
She let the ramp up do the rest
See too many demons I kept
This chaos control in the bed

I've been screamin' like aye, bitch
Like she know who to be with
Really nothin' left to see, shit
'Till she come for this d, oh

I said watch the belt, I got tech
It really ain't hard to connect
You know I got right once you left
You know I got right once you left
Aye

Caught a vibe with it, I'm too chill
Got to hide with it, I'm too ill
Down to ride with it, I'm too real
Caught a vibe with it, know I caught a vibe



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Writer(s): Ian Turner, Turn On Music
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