Chill Drill

Uh, they like chill
I ain't swipin' for a couple bills
Ain't Trip if he ain't geekin' off a couple pills
Ain't trippin' I get my gang a couple deals
Rackz rackz rackz
Keep it real
Up in traffic I'm beepin' the wheel
Shit was graphic im seekin' to heal
Mathematics I'm reachin' a mill
Rackz rackz rackz

She be wildin' told her take a chill pill
Shorty you fuckin' with Rackz I'm the real deal
Totin' that real steel
Told that pussy boy do you know how the field feel
Usin' bunch of bountys those ain't real bills
Ready to hunt like bountys bitch I still drill
Ouwee be the whistle, kill bill
Spin get put on a poster, windmill
All these rappers is fake bitch I been real

Spittin' more though
I be high when I'm in that pussy that shit feel like a portal
Bro just scored 5 now he feelin' immortal
I do a walk in and start speakin' formal
Bitch I'm with Squid and I'm smokin' that coral
That's that reefa, give me more bro
Nina gon' blow she be doin' that oral
We wet you up better hope you could snorkel

I ain't done though, I ain't normal
Like Mutombo, on the block
Got it the harder way fly like a hawk
In the bay fuck around and sell crack on the dock
These rappers corny flexin' like they ain't popped
I keep it on me flexin' like im Pop
Holy moly saw the green like its guac
In the field I be strapped now I feel like a jock

Ooter don't let it slide he just slide when the sun down
They gon' run when they hear all the gun sounds
Boom, boom boom, bitch I'm the prime with the blood hounds
Was a 10, I'm a dub now
How that work, you a dumb clown
Can't wait til' I see a opp and I run down
Brodie a bucket he shootin' for fun now

Uh, they like chill
I ain't swipin' for a couple bills
Ain't Trip if he ain't geekin' off a couple pills
Ain't trippin' I get my gang a couple deals
Rackz rackz rackz
Keep it real
Up in traffic I'm beepin' the wheel
Shit was graphic im seekin' to heal
Mathematics I'm reachin' a mill
Rackz rackz rackz



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Writer(s): 917 Rackz
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