TheHomieBigRich - Real Chillz

Just Told a bad bitch to come thru
You don't gotta sneeze I'll bless you
Let ya clean it up wit tissue
Shawty gotta leave won't miss you

I Just bought a new grill
Put this ice on her pussy now she got the real chills
I be gettin real deals
Yah I gotta plug show me love wit the feels
So Assume that I'm on one Which one
You don't need to but I'm here for the long run

Shawty go n pop sum
Pop a pill
Pop sum pussy
Pop a bottle Ya all em

Who the fuck man Yah I'm him
Lovin on my crease I be Saucin
Shawty love my feel says it's awesome
Work that kitty out she exhausted

I really can't buss when I'm lit
Can't put my feelins in a bih

Threaten to leave I don't trip
Hand her, her keys to her whip

Written by:
RICHARD COLTON PAGELS

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