Carte Blanche - Chill lyrics

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Ft. Yakki Divioshi

(Intro)

808 Mafia

(Hook)

Chill (chill) Chill (chill) Cha-chill (chill)

Chill (chill) Chill (chill) Chill (chill)

Chill (chill) Chill (chill) Chill (chill)

Chill (chill) Chill (chill) Chill (chill)

These niggas ain't got no chill

These bitches ain't got no chill

These hoes ain't got no chill

No chill No chill No chill No chill

These niggas ain't got no chill

No chill No chill No chill No chill

(Verse)

She hit my line, said she wanna chill

Only thing about, said she on a pill

I'm like uh, she can't be fo' real

These hoes ain't got no chill

Chill, chill, pussy nigga all in my grill

Hollin' back he real, I say I can't tell

Get chill, on the rost my nig' envy is real

Told the waitr' ain't got no ross to serve my liquor chill

Short to say, on the household, had to pay no bill

She taught me off, I dropped her off

I hear you payn the bill

I jet rode the L, I jet popped the ceil'

You talk bout pull you up

You sound crazy as hell (fool)

(Hook)

Chill (chill) Chill (chill) Cha-chill (chill)

Chill (chill) Chill (chill) Chill (chill)

Chill (chill) Chill (chill) Chill (chill)

Chill (chill) Chill (chill) Chill (chill)

These niggas ain't got no chill

These bitches ain't got no chill

These hoes ain't got no chill

No chill No chill No chill No chill

These niggas ain't got no chill

No chill No chill No chill No chill

(Verse 2)

I flex and I kill, fo' real, so please chill

Wood pile that margella, no deal, that's fo' real

That swag, I kill, even my stove I gone got him a mill

Ya bitch keep on callin' and callin' I tell her

To chill, she prolly geeked off of them pill

A demon dabbin' on the molly

All he ever done but lookin' for some Doctor Martens

Those chicks in the cabin are not leavin' with you

Rappin' all that bullshit ain't important

So chill, I swear I ran through a half mill befo' I got a deal

Runnin' out the storm, hundalay my antlers, done came off a deer

I swear done put me in my chill mode

Molly put me in my kill mode

Lean put me in the steel mode

The money put me in the mill mode

Got my watch from the finest, the steel froze

Fo' real, hoe

100 thousand dollas worth for diamonds and the D got my grill cold

(Hook)

Chill (chill) Chill (chill) Cha-chill (chill)

Chill (chill) Chill (chill) Chill (chill)

Chill (chill) Chill (chill) Chill (chill)

Chill (chill) Chill (chill) Chill (chill)

These niggas ain't got no chill

These bitches ain't got no chill

These hoes ain't got no chill

No chill No chill No chill No chill

These niggas ain't got no chill

No chill No chill No chill No chill