Young Dolph - Chill lyrics
[Young Dolph - Chill lyrics]
Let the band play yeah
Yeah alright
Her head super sloppy (Damn)
My wrist super rocky (Damn)
Pull up like, "What's poppin'?" (Damn)
SRT slidin' (Damn)
And the trunk knockin' (Damn)
Coffee cup, no coffee (Damn)
They want me in a coffin (Damn)
But I just keep on ballin' (Damn)
I just keep on ballin' (Damn)
I just keep on ballin' (Damn)
They watch me and they copy (Damn)
Nine-eleven topless (Damn)
Always shoppin' (Damn)
Told her bring it back
Replay like a disc jockey (Bring it back)
Hold up, bitch, wait (Damn)
A pimp eatin' steak (Damn)
First of all, don't blow up my phone
Bitch, you outta place (Damn)
Never chased a bitch
Too busy makin' deposit's at Chase (Damn)
Light my blunt and skate (Skrrt)
Never asked for nothin'
Where I'm from, we liked to take (Damn)
Ridin' the coupe down Alison
Made a left on Airways (Damn)
Pulled up at the Dixie Queen
And got a milkshake (Damn)
Dolph, remember you used to serve
Me back in the day? (Damn)
You used to fuck with my
Cousin Tiffany from The Haven (Damn)
Big booty Tiffany, bruh
You moved her to Cartersville (Damn)
She said she used to get three boxes
A week just where she lived (Damn)
Ay, gimme my food, nigga, I'm gone
(I'm gone, bruh)
Fuck wrong with this nigga? He trippin'
(Damn)
He called this stupid ass bitch my ho
Been out here tellin' my business (Damn)
Nigga, you dumb as hell, what you mean?
Did you love her? Nah did you fuck her (Nah)
You made six hundred bands just off
That bitch in one summer
Damn, you right, hell yeah I love her, ha
Hey i'll fuck around and call Tiffany
Give her a hundred (A hundo)
Just because I'm that real, nigga
It ain't nothin' (Nothin')
At least she ain't tell a fuck
Nigga that she was fuckin' (Ha)
Luckily, the man upstairs, yeah
He really love me (On God)
Yeah, I'ma keep it real
That shit coulda got ugly (On God)
But it didn't, bitch
So I'm in the hood stuntin' (Ayy)
Love get you killed (Ayy)
Hustlin' get you mills (Ayy)
Hate, I can't feel (Ayy)
Franklin on my bills (Ayy)
Pints come with seals (Ayy)
Bitches love pills (Ayy)
You call me too many
Times back-to back, bitch, chill
(Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up)
Yeah alright
Her head super sloppy (Damn)
My wrist super rocky (Damn)
Pull up like, "What's poppin'?" (Damn)
SRT slidin' (Damn)
And the trunk knockin' (Damn)
Coffee cup, no coffee (Damn)
They want me in a coffin (Damn)
But I just keep on ballin' (Damn)
I just keep on ballin' (Damn)
I just keep on ballin' (Damn)
They watch me and they copy (Damn)
Nine-eleven topless (Damn)
Always shoppin' (Damn)
Told her bring it back
Replay like a disc jockey (Bring it back)
Hold up, bitch, wait (Damn)
A pimp eatin' steak (Damn)
First of all, don't blow up my phone
Bitch, you outta place (Damn)
Never chased a bitch
Too busy makin' deposit's at Chase (Damn)
Light my blunt and skate (Skrrt)
Never asked for nothin'
Where I'm from, we liked to take (Damn)
Ridin' the coupe down Alison
Made a left on Airways (Damn)
Pulled up at the Dixie Queen
And got a milkshake (Damn)
Dolph, remember you used to serve
Me back in the day? (Damn)
You used to fuck with my
Cousin Tiffany from The Haven (Damn)
Big booty Tiffany, bruh
You moved her to Cartersville (Damn)
She said she used to get three boxes
A week just where she lived (Damn)
Ay, gimme my food, nigga, I'm gone
(I'm gone, bruh)
Fuck wrong with this nigga? He trippin'
(Damn)
He called this stupid ass bitch my ho
Been out here tellin' my business (Damn)
Nigga, you dumb as hell, what you mean?
Did you love her? Nah did you fuck her (Nah)
You made six hundred bands just off
That bitch in one summer
Damn, you right, hell yeah I love her, ha
Hey i'll fuck around and call Tiffany
Give her a hundred (A hundo)
Just because I'm that real, nigga
It ain't nothin' (Nothin')
At least she ain't tell a fuck
Nigga that she was fuckin' (Ha)
Luckily, the man upstairs, yeah
He really love me (On God)
Yeah, I'ma keep it real
That shit coulda got ugly (On God)
But it didn't, bitch
So I'm in the hood stuntin' (Ayy)
Love get you killed (Ayy)
Hustlin' get you mills (Ayy)
Hate, I can't feel (Ayy)
Franklin on my bills (Ayy)
Pints come with seals (Ayy)
Bitches love pills (Ayy)
You call me too many
Times back-to back, bitch, chill
(Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up)