A.F.O - So Chill

Hey
Hey
Yeah
Hey, yeah
Same me still
I'm so chill aye
Even though I made for real (yeah yeah)
I'm so chill aye
Back on that time, back on my mind one hundred mil yeah
Four of diamonds bitch that's how I'm built shit
Bitch fuck the man of steel
I stay a hundred I'm too hot just like I'm Wilt too(they don't know I'm just like Wilt)
But I'm so chill
So when it's heated in the moment I prevail
Get that shit and go never still
Got no more seats, but the drive is instilled
Houston Rocket how I'm feeling
Getting higher than Yao Ming on a hill
Way too much, I'm bound to break the scale
That's everywhere we go we put it in the air
Hey, but that's the reason i'm so chill
I still be rolling it gets deep don't know Adele
But, I get high as fuck know can you tell
Y'all see me low but I be to quick to propel now
Yeah but, it's the
Same me still
I'm so chill
Even though this shit gets real(yeah yeah)
I'm so chill aye
Please can you chill, secrets reveal
Cautious myself, so on me you got to chill
I pull up what's the deal, instead of pull up what's the deal
With my independent self, I'm just trying to see some wealth so
So I can't chill, is you cool
And this a warm up, I don't hoop but I just won like eighty two
And I shoot, to the stars
Like I'm aiming for the rim
And I ain't ever watch Bill Russel but I'm winning just like him
And D Rose my favorite bull
But like MJ I'm one them goats
And I'm not bragging on myself i'm sure they already do know
I lost like fifteen hundred notes, you thought my chances had got slim
Gone double that like in a year
Thought I was finished I can't chill bitch gang
That's why I'm so mother fucking
Still I can't mother fucking
Naw I can't mother fucking chill
It's the same me still
I'm so chill
But it's the same me still
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah, gang

Written by:
Aaron Fox

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