No Chill
Is it that real
Got numb to the pain so she can't even feel
I want to fuck with you but you got no chill
No chill
Is it that real
When shawty want to trip I don't make a big deal
Every time you want to aim you want to aim for the kill
For the kill
Oh is it that real
Oh is it that real
Oh is it that real
Oh is it that real
Oh is it that real
Oh is it that real
Oh is it that real
Oh is it that real
I'm numb to the pain no I can't even feel it
I'm numb to the pain it done made me a villain
Since I was a kid knew I touch me a million
Got haters on haters man they need to kill it
Shawty couldn't fuck with a boss
Oh that's her lost I'm cutting fake friends off
And it ain't no cost
I just got to level up you can't knock a nigga off
No you couldn't fuck with a G
Plugged in with P's yea I got what you need
Whenever do you need that green
I can get it in between
Any where you need
Heard you niggas smoking sea weed
I got gas propane but I ain't giving it for free
And them people really need me
It's ten for a G I'm a tax if it's heat
Is it that real
Got numb to the pain so she can't even feel
I want to fuck with you but you got no chill
No chill
Is it that real
When shawty want to trip I don't make a big deal
Every time you want to aim you want to aim for the kill
For the kill
Oh is it that real
Oh is it that real
Oh is it that real
Oh is it that real
Oh is it that real
Oh is it that real
Oh is it that real
Oh is it that real
Got numb to the pain so she can't even feel
I want to fuck with you but you got no chill
No chill
Is it that real
When shawty want to trip I don't make a big deal
Every time you want to aim you want to aim for the kill
For the kill
Oh is it that real
Oh is it that real
Oh is it that real
Oh is it that real
Oh is it that real
Oh is it that real
Oh is it that real
Oh is it that real
I'm numb to the pain no I can't even feel it
I'm numb to the pain it done made me a villain
Since I was a kid knew I touch me a million
Got haters on haters man they need to kill it
Shawty couldn't fuck with a boss
Oh that's her lost I'm cutting fake friends off
And it ain't no cost
I just got to level up you can't knock a nigga off
No you couldn't fuck with a G
Plugged in with P's yea I got what you need
Whenever do you need that green
I can get it in between
Any where you need
Heard you niggas smoking sea weed
I got gas propane but I ain't giving it for free
And them people really need me
It's ten for a G I'm a tax if it's heat
Is it that real
Got numb to the pain so she can't even feel
I want to fuck with you but you got no chill
No chill
Is it that real
When shawty want to trip I don't make a big deal
Every time you want to aim you want to aim for the kill
For the kill
Oh is it that real
Oh is it that real
Oh is it that real
Oh is it that real
Oh is it that real
Oh is it that real
Oh is it that real
Oh is it that real
Credits
Writer(s): Maeceo Davis
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