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a mf villain
Can't chill with nobody, I'm handlin business
Can't chill with nobody
By myself
Hit a lil bitch, I dip, I left
I keep a glock right under my

LiHoes Thirsty den a bitch)


Written By: Corey Nicholas Brown Sr.

her feels
Man, make a bitch chill
Never save a number
Cause a bitch too real
See her on the codeine
Praying for a pill
Walk off with her
I'm the new

RiRi

Young Thug

JEFFERY

2016

the same shit"
The niggas just told these girls that he do it all by himself
It's crazy, cray-cray, I did though, you know what I'm sayin'?
With a golden

of day ones and all of my niggas you know that we chill on the top floor
I hit your bitch and its way from the back and I told her to muhfuckin' tip toe

Base 2 Base by BeLikeJBlair

(Hook)
Base 2 Base 

Place 2 place  

I know this Life’s a bitch & 
we can’t Change the pace but 

Base 2 base 
Place 2

yourself cause I chill with the bitch
Bro a dealer he chill with the bricks
You a chicken go hang with the chicks
Stomp him out I was wearing my kicks
Do

Aye, if you give a bitch a inch then she bound to want a mile
All these niggas is my clones, man this shit is getting wild
And I charge by the dome,

chill
She spent her 20s in the hills poppin pills
Way back
I got the energy I know you feel that
I see your bitch is lookin at me so I steal that
Could

the juul and marijuana bitch!
Never let it go
Imma chill at home to feel right
Need a little smoke just to
Get a bit of dome and I feel right
Never let it go

care
I be goin' to the next so I never spare
Ain't on by no bitch, so she came to clear
That I gave her a ring
'cause I keep it player
I put it

think I'm the pope
All about them dollars bills
Foreign bitch in foreign hills
Name some niggas real as we
Hold on, I ain't got time to chill
Ain't know

I'm not
Blow a lil' paper let it fly
Posted with demons trap spot
Killers on go yours stand by
Fukin' with the gang gang you die
Bagged the bitch I even

a space to chill bitch
Need a place to build, and I need an eighth of kill
Think you got me beat?
Man you need to be for real bitch
I'm the secret that

love how it feel
I take your bitch, I make her squeal
This ice go bur, it's cold like chills
Nobody understands how I feel
I think about popping them

Told me I needa chill
So I tore up his fuckin place
Told me I needa chill
So I tore up his fuckin face

Kill a bitch, split a fifth, it's a Happy

of 'em sheep only tough when they flocking
Think you cold when it's August, winter chill gon' spray
Bitch I'm shining call me Kubrick, all work no play

We can mingle baby girl or chill
Just don't do too much
Found a plastic baggie full of pills
And she throwing up
I get freaky so I text my sneaky

pistols on deck, so you know what it was
Enemy in this bitch, we laughing on chill
We know once he leave the club he posted to kill
Gun jam, homie for

Flash out I ain't gotta pull no mag out
Fucking with this little bitch who got some ass shots
Seen you bitch niggas fold like laptops
I seen you hoe

never be my dawg
Always staring at me like your ass got a problem
Yeah better chill on that shit before my bitch hit your jaw
Uh you a petty bitch you

blazin' shit
Inspirational ass motherfucker, ask my brother
Hustles like no other, rose from my situ'
Rolls-Royces by the gutter
Bad bitch itchin'

I'm down you're sound gives me chills and the calms even those it same style shit 


Don't hate on other people differnt style like you're a gift lets

just  to enrich your brain cells aint gotta say bitch 5  times just to make my verses longer/ how you skit skit niggas feeling when a Young G is spitting