Chillin'

Yeah, I'm chillin'
Yeah, I'm chillin'
Yeah, I'm chillin'
Yeah, I'm chillin'

Finna buy an eighth levitate in the room
Nothing on the plate finna buy some food

Yeah, I'm chillin'
Yeah, I'm chillin', Yeah, I'm chillin', Yeah, I'm chillin'

Kickin' up on the crib got nothing to do
Wanna go on a trip and i wanna get lit
Callin' up the bros playin games like we pros
Smokin' yeah we stoned, no overdose
Eyes red yeah we turning up
Levitating yeah we going up
Talk alotta shit we laugh it up
Getting hungry yeah we order up

Yeah, I'm chillin'
Yeah, I'm chillin'
Yeah, I'm chillin'
Yeah, I'm chillin'

Finna buy an eighth levitate in the room
Nothing on the plate finna buy some food

Yeah, I'm chillin'
Yeah, I'm chillin', Yeah, I'm chillin', Yeah, I'm chillin'

Man on the moon, that's Kid Cudi
Getting high in the room, rollin' lil stubby
Steady chillin', double up the dabbin'
Why you hatin'? Did i owe you something?
I got money on my mind, yeah
Just wanna fill my bag, yeah
Talk shit i don't mind, yeah
You need to chill go eat a Sundae

Yeah, I'm chillin'
Yeah, I'm chillin'
Yeah, I'm chillin'
Yeah, I'm chillin'

Finna buy an eighth levitate in the room
Nothing on the plate finna buy some food

Yeah, I'm chillin'
Yeah, I'm chillin', Yeah, I'm chillin', Yeah, I'm chillin'



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