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no chill - johnny cinco lyrics

[intro]
(m*m*money)
ayy, turn my headphones up, i got you
nah, for real
keep talkin’ ’bout chill, man, chill
(this motherf*cker so hard)
frrt

[chorus]
ain’t no chill
talkin’ ’bout, ain’t no chill
talkin’ ’bout, ain’t no chill
they be talkin’ ’bout, “chill, fam,” ain’t no chill, sh*t
diamonds on me real fine, sh*t, and they chill, sh*t
i got some hoes slim fine, sh*t, and they real, sh*t
ak*45 fire sh*t up, 45 fire sh*t up
45 fire sh*t up, 45 fire sh*t up, yeah

[verse 1]
show price, n*gga shouldn’t even be worried ’bout what the verse pay
i just took that ho out to turks, it ain’t even her birthday
real trapper, i will f*ck your town up in the worst way
i got loads, i got lean for n*ggas who really thirsty
why you turn your grandma house to a motherf*ckin’ workplace?
know thesе prices high, why you come herе in the first place?
bottega on her shoes, give no d*mn what a lil’ ho purse say
my b*tch super bad, you shoulda seen the look on her face
i’m in la, i’m outside and i still got my bl!ck on me
i got all these vibes and i still got my b*tch with me
f*ck the other side, might just roll in, hurt they pride
i ran up my pape’, i ain’t havin’ no issues on this side
[chorus]
ain’t no chill
talkin’ ’bout, ain’t no chill
talkin’ ’bout, ain’t no chill
they be talkin’ ’bout, “chill, fam,” ain’t no chill, sh*t
diamonds on me real fine, sh*t, and they chill, sh*t
i got some hoes slim fine, sh*t, and they real, sh*t
ak*45 fire sh*t up, 45 fire sh*t up
45 fire sh*t up, 45 fire sh*t up, yeah

[verse 2]
they tellin’ me to chill with this money, but i can’t
million*dollar n*gga, i can pull a hundred right out the bank, yeah
forty*eight hundred for this lil’ bitty*ass pint, yeah
i’ll pour this sh*t out down the motherf*ckin’ sink, yeah
i got all these seals, uh, i ain’t got no deal for ’em
my plug way too real, uh, i run through this field for him
chasin’ after hundreds, i climb up top, i run down hills for ’em
please don’t waste my time when you come to my spot, my traphouse still goin’
they know i’m that n*gga ’round this town, ain’t gotta flex for ’em
i was dead*ass broke, i called the plug and i had that check for him
blowin’ all this apex, you won’t find this in your bed farm
they know the boy don’t play, i’m puttin’ ’em down, i’m one of the best of ’em

- johnny cinco lyrics

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