it's Chi Waller
Hey look, it's Chi Waller
Aye (Check, check 1, 2)
Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea (Check, check 1, 2, 1, 1, 2)
It feel real good to me (So good, so good)
Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea (Umm ladies and gentlemen)
So do you mind if I reintroduce myself?
They call me Chi, Daddy Waller if you nasty
The type to bend yo nigga over if he ask me
I try my best to keep it a little classy
But I'm from out west, so you know we can get it crackin'
If needed, don't mean to sound conceited
But I'm the hottest in these streets
And these beats I been lacing gon' have 'em feenin' (Gon' have 'em feenin')
Somethin' like '93 Jodeci, and I'm done beggin' niggas to notice me
Been at this shit since 12 years old, still can't find another as cold as me
Damn, I sound like I'm that nigga
That's 'cause I am, I am
Pinkies up, pour that brown up in that pimp cup
'Cause playa shit only happens 'round here (Yea)
Hey look, it's Chi Waller from the west side
And there will never be another
Lil Ol' Slick, half-hood, half-suburbanite
A soul spitta' and a bonafide hustla
Hey look, it's Chi Waller from the west side
Bet there will never be another
Lil Ol' Slick, half-hood, half-suburbanite
And we comin' after everything they owe us
C-H-I W-A-L-L-E-R (Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea)
It's C-H-I W-A-L-L-E-R (Uh huh)
A soul spitta' (Yea)
A truth speaker (Yea)
The PK, so you know that gospel in her (Oh lawd)
This shit right here is feeling so divine
Finally starting to make sense just by how it's all aligning
If you lookin' come and find me
I'm in the A or in the Chi, g
Might stopped through Texas time to time
And when that pack drop Domino gon' hit my line
So, do you mind if I switch lanes right here?
I been plottin' on fuckin' up this whole game all year
Went through some pain, I changed my name, I ain't that same damn kid
Got broken down, rebuilt back up, now watch me flex my shit
Hey look, it's Chi Waller from the west side
And there will never be another
Lil Ol' Slick, half-hood, half-suburbanite
A soul spitta' and a bonafide hustla
Hey look, it's Chi Waller from the west side
Bet there will never be another
Lil Ol' Slick, half-hood, half-suburbanite
And we comin' after everything they owe us
C-H-I W-A-L-L-E-R (What's my motherfuckin' name y'all?)
It's C-H-I W-A-L-L-E-R (Can we break it down, break it down like this?)
Truth is I been on this ride for a minute (A minute)
I don't know what it is, but this time it feels a little different (Yea)
So I'ma walk in it, you can miss me with that talkin' shit
(You can miss me with that talkin' shit)
Yea, I'ma go get it, fuck with me or get lost in the bricks
Bet you gon' know who I'm is, don't you hear 'em calling?
Hey look, it's Chi Waller from the west side (Yea, yea, yea, yea)
And there will never be another (Never be)
Lil Ol' Slick, half-hood, half-suburbanite (No)
A soul spitta' and a bonafide hustla (It's me)
Hey look, it's Chi Waller from the west side (Out west 290 me)
Bet there will never be another
Lil Ol' Slick, half-hood, half-suburbanite (Yea)
And we comin' after everything they owe us (What's my name?)
C-H-I W-A-L-L-E-R (Spell my motherfuckin' name y'all)
It's C-H-I W-A-L-L-E-R (Yea)
And uh, it feels so good to be back
Know I been gone for a minute, but I had to retract
Been that one since I was a shorty, my momma said that
I can be who I wanna be so I started from scratch, yea (Started from scratch yea)
I like that shit
Aye (Check, check 1, 2)
Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea (Check, check 1, 2, 1, 1, 2)
It feel real good to me (So good, so good)
Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea (Umm ladies and gentlemen)
So do you mind if I reintroduce myself?
They call me Chi, Daddy Waller if you nasty
The type to bend yo nigga over if he ask me
I try my best to keep it a little classy
But I'm from out west, so you know we can get it crackin'
If needed, don't mean to sound conceited
But I'm the hottest in these streets
And these beats I been lacing gon' have 'em feenin' (Gon' have 'em feenin')
Somethin' like '93 Jodeci, and I'm done beggin' niggas to notice me
Been at this shit since 12 years old, still can't find another as cold as me
Damn, I sound like I'm that nigga
That's 'cause I am, I am
Pinkies up, pour that brown up in that pimp cup
'Cause playa shit only happens 'round here (Yea)
Hey look, it's Chi Waller from the west side
And there will never be another
Lil Ol' Slick, half-hood, half-suburbanite
A soul spitta' and a bonafide hustla
Hey look, it's Chi Waller from the west side
Bet there will never be another
Lil Ol' Slick, half-hood, half-suburbanite
And we comin' after everything they owe us
C-H-I W-A-L-L-E-R (Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea)
It's C-H-I W-A-L-L-E-R (Uh huh)
A soul spitta' (Yea)
A truth speaker (Yea)
The PK, so you know that gospel in her (Oh lawd)
This shit right here is feeling so divine
Finally starting to make sense just by how it's all aligning
If you lookin' come and find me
I'm in the A or in the Chi, g
Might stopped through Texas time to time
And when that pack drop Domino gon' hit my line
So, do you mind if I switch lanes right here?
I been plottin' on fuckin' up this whole game all year
Went through some pain, I changed my name, I ain't that same damn kid
Got broken down, rebuilt back up, now watch me flex my shit
Hey look, it's Chi Waller from the west side
And there will never be another
Lil Ol' Slick, half-hood, half-suburbanite
A soul spitta' and a bonafide hustla
Hey look, it's Chi Waller from the west side
Bet there will never be another
Lil Ol' Slick, half-hood, half-suburbanite
And we comin' after everything they owe us
C-H-I W-A-L-L-E-R (What's my motherfuckin' name y'all?)
It's C-H-I W-A-L-L-E-R (Can we break it down, break it down like this?)
Truth is I been on this ride for a minute (A minute)
I don't know what it is, but this time it feels a little different (Yea)
So I'ma walk in it, you can miss me with that talkin' shit
(You can miss me with that talkin' shit)
Yea, I'ma go get it, fuck with me or get lost in the bricks
Bet you gon' know who I'm is, don't you hear 'em calling?
Hey look, it's Chi Waller from the west side (Yea, yea, yea, yea)
And there will never be another (Never be)
Lil Ol' Slick, half-hood, half-suburbanite (No)
A soul spitta' and a bonafide hustla (It's me)
Hey look, it's Chi Waller from the west side (Out west 290 me)
Bet there will never be another
Lil Ol' Slick, half-hood, half-suburbanite (Yea)
And we comin' after everything they owe us (What's my name?)
C-H-I W-A-L-L-E-R (Spell my motherfuckin' name y'all)
It's C-H-I W-A-L-L-E-R (Yea)
And uh, it feels so good to be back
Know I been gone for a minute, but I had to retract
Been that one since I was a shorty, my momma said that
I can be who I wanna be so I started from scratch, yea (Started from scratch yea)
I like that shit
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Writer(s): Nicole Acree
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