"Chill Time" lyrics
Mm, mm, yeah
Yeah, still slidin', opp niggas, they still hidin' (They still hidin')
Paralyzed that boy waist down, I made him feel 9 (Feel 9)
Smoke dope to kill time, all my diamonds still shine (Still shine)
VVSs all over my necklace like it's chill time (Word, word)
I grab my Glock, who the fuck these niggas at my door?
I broke the block, hundred on my ten and on my four
I'm thuggin' for real, pull up in your hood, up at your store (Nigga)
They think this shit sweet until I pull that Draco out the coat (Rrah)
Pole layin' in the spot, yeah, we don't sell no Pepsi, this shit coke
My boy turned into a Que Dog, he be steppin' on that dope (Step, step)
Made her move out like a U-Haul, pack up shit, you gotta roll
Glock a switchy, call it Missy, hold too long, it lose control (Yeah)
Bad as fuck as a youngin, been stealin' since three years old (Yeah)
Yeah, you're fine with a waist, but I want me some Amber Cole (Head)
Sixty up out the Drac', we done chased him down to a cove (He dead)
Niggas talk on the 'net, but on the person, them niggas hoes (Hoes)
We done wiped them boys' nose, plus we bucked his mans for his glizzy (His glizzy)
Nigga think this shit sweet, if he want it, tell him come get it (Get it)
I don't need a switch for my fifty, I'ma always stand on business (Bad)
Do this shit by myself, I don't need no codefendant (Woah)
Nigga
I don't need no codefendant, yeah, uh
'Cause they might not stand on business, uh, uh
I don't need no codefendant, uh, uh
'Cause they might fuck around, snitch
Yeah, still slidin', opp niggas, they still hidin' (They still hidin')
Paralyzed that boy waist down, I made him feel 9 (Feel 9)
Smoke dope to kill time, all my diamonds still shine (Still shine)
VVSs all over my necklace like it's chill time (Word, word)
Yeah, still slidin', opp niggas, they still hidin' (They still hidin')
Paralyzed that boy waist down, I made him feel 9 (Feel 9)
Smoke dope to kill time, all my diamonds still shine (Still shine)
VVSs all over my necklace like it's chill time (Word, word)
I grab my Glock, who the fuck these niggas at my door?
I broke the block, hundred on my ten and on my four
I'm thuggin' for real, pull up in your hood, up at your store (Nigga)
They think this shit sweet until I pull that Draco out the coat (Rrah)
Pole layin' in the spot, yeah, we don't sell no Pepsi, this shit coke
My boy turned into a Que Dog, he be steppin' on that dope (Step, step)
Made her move out like a U-Haul, pack up shit, you gotta roll
Glock a switchy, call it Missy, hold too long, it lose control (Yeah)
Bad as fuck as a youngin, been stealin' since three years old (Yeah)
Yeah, you're fine with a waist, but I want me some Amber Cole (Head)
Sixty up out the Drac', we done chased him down to a cove (He dead)
Niggas talk on the 'net, but on the person, them niggas hoes (Hoes)
We done wiped them boys' nose, plus we bucked his mans for his glizzy (His glizzy)
Nigga think this shit sweet, if he want it, tell him come get it (Get it)
I don't need a switch for my fifty, I'ma always stand on business (Bad)
Do this shit by myself, I don't need no codefendant (Woah)
Nigga
I don't need no codefendant, yeah, uh
'Cause they might not stand on business, uh, uh
I don't need no codefendant, uh, uh
'Cause they might fuck around, snitch
Yeah, still slidin', opp niggas, they still hidin' (They still hidin')
Paralyzed that boy waist down, I made him feel 9 (Feel 9)
Smoke dope to kill time, all my diamonds still shine (Still shine)
VVSs all over my necklace like it's chill time (Word, word)
