Chris J Allday - Chill

Fly shit Fly shit Fly shit
I'm the flyest you done seen
Allday watch me do my thing
Always out here repping with my team
Strayt Style you know the gang
Young nigga repping for the land
Time is money need a check for every second nam sayin
And I'm flexing
You bitch gone gimme neck inside the Westin
And I bless her with a pretty pearl necklace
I'm a fool ooh
Old school pimping when I ride thru
I been sipping so some words slurred pardon what I spew
Lemme chill
Fly shit Fly shit Fly shit
Strayt Style I know you heard
Fly nigga sick wit these lil words
We got hits on hits so lets get rich cause that's what we deserve
Bad bitch what we prefer
And if she choose she gone choose
Aint no telling ooh ooh
I cant tell what she gone do
Classified classy vibes
Nah that's a lie she get loose when she off that wine
I'm strayt stylish aint nobody fly as Allday
Allday they say otherwise bitch lying
Chill
Fly shit Fly shit Fly shit

Written by:
Christopher Jackson

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