healthy - chillinit lyrics
scribing
[intro]
woo
check, check, check, check
[chorus]
these days been healthy
yeah i been ’bout s*x, yeah i been ’bout cash
yeah i been real wealthy
come with a ball, come with a stick, cl!ck, selfie
up in the clouds, won’t come down
lord don’t help me
tell the lord don’t, tell the lord don’t
yeah lord don’t help me
[verse 1]
bye bye, i been too busy boy i’m gettin’ high
i’m in the sky, flyin’ in business
i’m in you lounge, eatin’ the sides
all on my grind, hired my boys
called up the arms, work on your bars
maybe come try, talk in thе gym
call me kareem, i’m up in the sky (swish!)
look at my b*tch, she lookin’ slim
up at thе bar, flyin’ with them
gettin’ her petty while i’m gettin’ head to american pie
move like stifler, rah
still keep grams in the rizla
pull out the joker, smack with a bat man
tell her rob him like [?]
[chorus]
these days been healthy
yeah i been ’bout s*x, yeah i been ’bout cash
yeah i been real wealthy
come with a ball, come with a stick, cl!ck, selfie
up in the clouds, won’t come down
lord don’t help me
tell the lord don’t, tell the lord don’t
yeah lord don’t help me
[verse 2]
tomb raider, i move stealthly
lara croft when i pass the pot
they changed laws so i bought me a ganja crop
and flipped pot at the spot of my ganja shop
i’m like [?]
get hit with the bullseye
get jumped, one foot, now two guys
drew carey to scene, that’s who’s line
f*ck girl, one’s not enough, two times
stop and i breathe, entrepreneur, bottled my st**ze
i was this smart, i was invested
and now i be pressin’ you bottles of weed
i got a woman to swallow my seed
d*ck so good, she say “you’re welcome”
come from belgium, [?]
she’ll go “mmm”, get on your knees, yeah
[chorus]
these days been healthy
yeah i been ’bout s*x, yeah i been ’bout cash
yeah i been real wealthy
come with a ball, come with a stick, cl!ck, selfie
up in the clouds, won’t come down
lord don’t help me
tell the lord don’t, tell the lord don’t
yeah lord don’t help me
yeah i been ’bout s*x, yeah i been ’bout cash
yeah i been real wealthy
come with a ball, come with a stick, cl!ck, selfie
up in the clouds, won’t come down
lord don’t help me
tell the lord don’t, tell the lord don’t
yeah lord don’t help me
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