No Chill

5 5 5
Yea Yea Yea
I'm back
Look (Steel)

How many times I gotta say
Lil nigga you a bitch
I be creeping up so quiet you can hear the clock tick
My brother say I needa chill I hate it gotta be like this
Cause when I get up in this mode I swear I'm ready to kill quick
This nigga saying that we opps but he ain't never did shit
How the fuck you spinning blocks and you ain't never did a hit
They don't think I gotta glock cause I ain't dumb to post a blick
And I ain't dumb to love a thot but if I love you Ima trick
Subliminal's all on the gram like nigga oh you think you slick
If a nigga play with Bam I'm crashing out taking a risk
All that dissing on the 5 that's why your brother in the ditch
We dumped his ass at 9:00 and then we dumped the fucking whip
Say he wanna go OT well ok let's go take a trip
Nigga thinking he can run we just gon chase him till he slip
Extended clip up on this gun but I just call that bitch a dick
Gotta suppressor on this gun and I call that bitch a tip

Bringing up old shit boy you shot at me and missed
Why he saying that he hit I swear these niggas telling fibs
Ain't no scars on my body but it's a scar on his rib
We in that car to catch a body let me find out where you live

Make me mad enough I send 500 shots straight to your crib Your hoe acting up I fucking on this bitch and it's his
Put our business on the net these niggas acting like some kids
And Mooky want the body but I shot first I called dibs

Dump his body in the river now the sea look like my drank
Walk out the function with a bag of cash I feel like Franklin Saint
Heard a lotta shots but ain't get hit you must be shooting blanks
He say that he a hard body we a make a nigga break
I be fucking on his bitch we going raw just like some steak
I be watching out for niggas cause I know I hang with snakes
I be watching out for niggas cause I know these niggas fake
You pillow talking to a bitch oh man I knew your ass was gay

Gotta watch your back and who you with you know this shit get tricky
Thought I loved her but I left her cause she acting like a pick me
He gotta big mouth put the metal to his face like he Missy
We play ball like Owen Daniels I just did a drill in Rickys

Let a nigga play with Mooky on my soul lil bitch you done
I a wait 5 years then pop out with this switch like let's have fun
Make you think that I forgot then out the blue I take your gun
You a think he Marshawn the way we hawked him and made him run

I say I'm back up on this rap shit lately I been in a slump
I don't even smoke niggas get they ashes blend em up
Make a nigga like a smoothie wock and guts all in my cup
Talking crazy I a pop out with this rocket like Jay Gup



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Writer(s): Fog Steel
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