TradeMarc - I'm Chillnnn

A man it's nice outside
Pull the muhfuckin whips out
Let's ride you know how we do
Get a couple double shots
I gotta get me a drink
I gotta smoke a couple blunts
I'm chilln bitch I'm chilln
Fuck what a hata think
You already know wussup
I'm chilln bitch I'm chilln
I swoop the coop off goose while I let the speakers bump
I hoop I shoot get juked let me tie my sneakers up
Put a chump in the trunk right where the speakers bump
I'ma switch the flow let's ride
I love my niggas but I love my bitches
Gettin money countin figures lookin for some bitches
Looking at they figures soon as I see them bitches
Where dey at where dey at you can be a witness
Pay attention I get bitches
But it ain't just that I forgot ta mention
I keep a gat ta cook ya guts like chitlins
Hot like kitchens full course meal
It's hard enough just tryna pay my bills
When I can I get the party poppin like pills
We smoke we eat we drink we talk we chill
So get money and kick ya feet up nigga
I gotta get me a drink
I gotta smoke a couple blunts
I'm chilln bitch I'm chilln
Fuck what a hata think
You already know wussup
I'm chilln bitch I'm chilln
Verse 2 I got the bitches on deck
Nigga fuck you betta show me my respect
Bullets burst through ya fuckin neck wit the tech
Man I
Don't know what's going on in this bitch
I'm in the zone in this bitch
Rims 2 3 like a zone in this bitch
So blowed I lost my phone in this bitch
But I got the chrome in this bitch
Put it ta ya tee you stole my shit
Nigga where my phone see
I ain't for the games all my niggas G's
Bitch meet Quad-b startin off wit me
Trademarc Fo fif Dj Deuce Dill
Chuck T and E Rel my nigga Ill
We smoke we eat we drink we talk we chill
So get money and kick ya feet up nigga
I gotta get me a drink
I gotta smoke a couple blunts
I'm chilln bitch I'm chillnn
Fuck what a hata think
You already know wussup
I'm chilln bitch I'm chilln
Ya man ain't about shit fuck what he spittin
I make em lay down like my hair wit grease in it
You know ya boy always share what he gettin
My gun uptight i feel like releasing it
In my neighborhood cops always policin it
If you got a pie yeah i want a piece of it
Fresh ones new jeans wit the crease in it
Milkshake truck tryna get Kelis in it
That's the color it's like Neapolitan
I get money steady talkin on my metropolitan
Used ta have a Nextel used ta have a sprint
But niggas was next ta tell so I had ta sprint
Get murked variety of weapons ta hurt you
Bring a network like Verizon commercials
But right now it's all about t mobile
So I'm bout ta cop a t mobile
I gotta get me a drink
I gotta smoke a couple blunts
I'm chilln bitch I'm chilln
Fuck what a hata think
You already know wussup
I'm chilln bitch I'm chilln

Written by:
Trademarc, Marcus Travics

Publisher:
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