Look Chill for the Cops

I went to get a bag from Balmain's Had to get up out the trap one day and get my mind straight Baby, you just got a budget, She didn't ask me this time I knew it was gonna be a long day And I know one thing all them girls say None of them always gonna damn hate I got so many haters on my name All they ever say is this, are you famous Are you famous You don't care, you get me later You can't talk to me, you can't even talk to me I don't wanna talk to you, cause I'm famous now That's what you said, go get your canvas Walk you down, knock you left, fuck this tag I come from riding the new death with your head We up this tag, it was all flatbread I didn't need more steam or stretch lines We laid it off on the other side Ain't lying, slow, we speed on beam lines Cruise down, when you do it and you have to Look chill for the cops when we pass through Run a bit, I guess, I feel you nasty And I ran you down fast and you passed through Ran up and left you with your fucking hot shots She's your heart, run out with the stainless You know you couldn't hit that stain if you clicked it And you know we comin' up on you with these blicks, bitch You said you wanna get to poppin', now we missed you You're not a classic, now we hit you I hit you But don't let me sex you, so I'ma let it through That's the next one I'ma do this first, I mean, come on with them blights Mama with that high feet I'ma let it get fucked so nightly She can't take the time I'ma get a picture, get up out my shop, bruh, I'll ride me back, it's it I'ma find her with a sicko block I'ma get it out your hand, I'ma really fuckin' get you shot If that's what it takes I want more, I want more, and I want more Ride me, lil' nigga, then you must be the dumbest Ride me, lil' nigga, then you must have no drug, bitch Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm And you havin' no fun, bitch When you go, take it down, flippin' that ho, it's a.30 gun Only in my wrist whenever I hold holy one See the one, they'll always pop it, you know Like, does she even want this I'ma cream her up, I'ma give her this good dick I'ma put her in the Popsicle Icy when she get it, uh, it's frost Icy when she get it, uh, she know me I'ma be the one nigga with her homies Yeah, she really owe me What would you do if they told you to show it She was a goblin, like, baby, that's so good You ain't never have to do this if you're in my hood I know I'm payin' for it, too, but baby, get this mood I was tryna bless the hood, and maybe tryna bless the pill Looked chill for the cops, and we passed through That's why I got that Glock in my lap, too And I ain't care about no feelings, shawty asked me Now I be rubbin' up on bitches without askin And I be goin' in they mouth when she not around me But fuck you, bitch, you can never drown me Bitch was askin' to suck my dick after I fucked her But bitch won't leave you alone Steady fuck her guts, bitch, leave you alone Steady fuck her, she be 21, she can drink if she wanna get fucked