Troy Ave, Mac Miller - Chillin lyrics

[Troy Ave, Mac Miller - Chillin lyrics]

It's that feel good right here
You had a long day at work, you got off
Just got some money, it's Friday
You got paid it's that weekend music
You know what I mean? The weekend shit
Uh, alright, alright

Uh, I'm just ridin' on some chillin' shit
With a bad little joint
Feelin' good and shit
And we've been drinkin' so we kinda hit
But, I'ma smoke just a little bit
I'm just ridin' on some chillin' shit
With a bad little joint
Feelin' good and shit
And we've been drinkin' so we kinda hit
(Uh, hit) but, I'ma smoke just a little bit

Tank top on with my big chain
Ridin' through my city, nuttin' but a G thang
Money in my pockets, shit, I'm gettin' checks
(Checks)
Just got a text, read, "My pussy wet"
Twenty minutes later, pull up at a store
She a bad little bitch but I don't (Never)
Go and get a bottle from the store
(Alright, alright)
Slow sippin', if I'm trippin' I'ma hit it raw
(Nah)
Grand papers filled with the weed, smoke that
Now I got the feelin' that I need
I'm feelin' her and she feellin' me (Come on)
But feelin' love's for the suckers, B
We could fuck if we both agree
And if I spill a nut, she gon' eat the peas
(You do that)
I double L for the mornin' after
And I'm a real nigga, double on tantrum

Uh, I'm just ridin' on some chillin' shit
With a bad little joint
Feelin' good and shit
And we've been drinkin' so we kinda hit
But, I'ma smoke just a little bit
I'm just ridin' on some chillin' shit
With a bad little joint
Feelin' good and shit
And we've been drinkin' so we kinda hit
But, I'ma smoke just a little bit

Still ridin' in the backseat
Listenin' to Max B
Thousand dollar belt buckle holdin'
Up my khakis
It ain't nothin', I ain't ballin'
I'm just playin' round
Kinda wish my bitch stayed around
Still ride slow when I'm smokin' my Dro
Still keep it low from the fuckin' Five-O
Still ain't got a penny for any of these hoes
Still gettin' chose, still gettin' throat
Still let a bitch suck my dick
While I'm on the mic
Still call that ho a fiend
'cause she on the pipe
And my mom still tell me
I ain't talkin' right
Still bring my homies with me
When I'm on a flight
I ain't sellin' on the Ave, shout to
Still chillin' with some
Bitches, watchin' Belly, smokin' hash
For the Oprah cash, give a fuck about a badge
'Til I spaz goin' fast
Hundred-twenty on the dash
Know some raps, that ain't shit, man
That's easy to me
It's funny 'cause it's money like Jesus to me
How it be, my bitch Japanese
Shout to French Montana
Still I'm mac with cheese

Uh, I'm just ridin' on some chillin' shit
(On some chillin' shit)
With a bad little joint
Feelin' good and shit
(I'm feelin' good and shit)
And we've been drinkin' so we kinda hit
(Uh, huh, hit)
But, I'ma smoke just a little bit
(Clap, clap, clap)
I'm just ridin' on some chillin' shit (Hey)
With a bad little joint
Feelin' good and shit (Hey)
And we've been drinkin' so we kinda hit
(Clap, clap)
But, I'ma smoke just a little bit

Nigga, in the hood and I'm kinda heavy
(For real)
I just bought a two pack, not a Makaveli
Ideal, it's slick talk fucked up birds
First of the month, gone by the third, yessir
If you don't hustle, then you won't relate
Bricks in my backpack, niggas on it late
(Powder) it's all good, niggas only cake
On my way up out the hood
Niggas show me hate
I need that, believe that (Come on)
Fuel to my fire, fire up the weed
(Alright, alright)
Pack loud than a motherfucker
I'm ballin' hard, baby
In the, and a pair of shades
Got the club goin' crazy and I'm center stage
(Hey) puttin' on for my city
Got a bunch of fly bitches and
My real niggas with me

Uh, I'm just ridin' on some chillin' shit
With a bad little joint
Feelin' good and shit
And we've been drinkin' so we kinda hit
(Uh, huh, hit)
But, I'ma smoke just a little bit
(Clap, clap, clap)
I'm just ridin' on some chillin' shit (Hey)
With a bad little joint
Feelin' good and shit (Hey)
And we've been drinkin' so we kinda hit
(Clap, clap)
But, I'ma smoke just a little bit

I'ma smoke just a little bit
I'ma smoke just a little bit
I'ma smoke just a little bit
Money makin' Mac, let me get a hit
'Cause, I'ma smoke just a little bit
And I'ma smoke just a little bit
I'ma smoke just a little bit
I'm sellin' powder, nigga, get a sniff
What the fuck is up? Shit

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