Chill Bill (feat. axaero, REDEMBRECE & Day$okee)

(Clxuda) (We love you eryxse) Yeah like for real you think this shit a game This shit is not a game Like for real like you a hoe You a bitch On god you a bitch You ain't gonna pull up None of that Semi automatic on my mother fucking lap Pull up with a Glock Gen Two Let it blast, heard a pussy want to talk We gon' turn em' to a pack No blunt but it's wraps like a Titan I attack I'm doing Uees with the mac Got hundred on the dash and the cops stay on my ass In a foreign ass whip while I'm counting out cash Hit a blunt I puff don't pass Lights camera action bitch Pull up with a nine finna' hit em' like a lick Brodie sliding no Dasani Make it rain up on the whip Sending multiple, multiple shots Get the bag and dip tell that boy step back two Glocks send two shots, five o' on my ass Secure all the Opps, shit I make all these bands While I'm making all these hits No You ain't gon' do nothing Pussy acting like a bitch Semi automatic on my mother fucking lap Pull up with a Glock Gen Two Let it blast, heard a pussy want to talk We gon' turn em' to a pack No blunt but it's wraps like a Titan I attack I'm doing Uees with the mac Got hundred on the dash and the cops stay on my ass In a foreign ass whip while I'm counting out cash Hit a blunt I puff don't pass Ima roll a blunt I "puff don't pass" Fucking yo' bitch yeah, I'm tapping her ass Smoking on packs yeah, this straight gas Cooling with a Glock nine, It's gon' blast Said he got a Blick but, he don't want smoke Pull up with a semi that shit got a scope They screaming "toppy" I'm deep in her throat After I'm done I Skrt' off Ina "Ghost" Lil' bitch Semi automatic on my mother fucking lap Pull up with a Glock Gen Two Let it blast, heard a pussy want to talk We gon' turn em' to a pack No blunt but it's wraps like a Titan I attack I'm doing Uees with the mac Got hundred on the dash and the cops stay on my ass In a foreign ass whip while I'm counting out cash Hit a blunt I puff don't pass Smoking that ganja Louis and Prada Fillin my stomach gone leave em' wit' nada Forty clip stompers I'm fucking yo' daughter Bout to make hits of the infamous "zaza" Rolling some woods and I'm passing the toot forty on me cause I stay wit' the toolie Bitch is so crazy I bounce her like "Ruby" Bounce in my face and she bouncing her boobies Semi automatic on my mother fucking lap Pull up with a Glock Gen Two Let it blast, heard a pussy want to talk We gon' turn em' to a pack No blunt but it's wraps like a Titan I attack I'm doing Uees with the mac Got hundred on the dash and the cops stay on my ass In a foreign ass whip while I'm counting out cash Hit a blunt I puff don't pass