BIG CHILLIN - Jack Harlow: Song Lyrics, Music Videos & Concerts

BIG CHILLIN

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Hip-Hop/Rap

BIG CHILLIN was released on September 20, 2019 by Generation Now/Atlantic as a part of the album Confetti

Song Details

Release DateSeptember 20, 2019

LabelGeneration Now/Atlantic

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM96

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Jack Harlow

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Jack Harlow

Songwriter

Lyrics

[Chorus]

Okay, I'm big chillin' (Chillin', ayy, ayy)

Told me that she numb to it, she don't get feelings

I'm a smooth criminal, I'm a slick villain

I already finished, but the dick still in (Dick still in)

Ass fat, she ain't get fillings (Fillings)

Weezy F. Baby, I don't hit ceilings

And my brodie got a job, yeah, he quit dealing

OGs tryna figure what the kids feelin' (Kids feelin')

[Verse 1]

The flow need penicillin

I been trying to get these pent up feelings off

I could give a fuck about how the fuck you feel about everything

Ice make it sound like I carry change (Carry change)

She's addicted to the Mary Jane

But she's still got goals like Harry Kane

Pussy hit me like a hurricane

And I came quick but the shit was not embarrassing (Ooh)

Go and let it marinate

Show packed out and I'm standing on a barricade

Bad chick, black dress with a pair of shades

On the sidewalk, in the crib she don't wear a thing

She don't wear a thing when we in the crib, you already know, ayy

She don't wear a thing, yeah, she get naked 'round me, she don't⁠—

[Chorus]

Okay, I'm big chillin' (Chillin', ayy, ayy)

Told me that she numb to it, she don't get feelings

I'm a smooth criminal, I'm a slick villain

I already finished, but the dick still in (Dick still in)

Ass fat, she ain't get fillings (Fillings)

Weezy F. Baby, I don't hit ceilings

And my brodie got a job, yeah, he quit dealing

OGs tryna figure what the kids feelin' (Kids feelin')

[Verse 2]

Just like Fig Newtons

Man, these fellas real sweet, it's no disputin'

No tickets at the door, I can't get you in

Know we used to have something, but it's slick ruined (Ruined)

Slick talk, can't stop, won't stop until the world pissed off

In a plane every week, I'm getting sick of Biscoffs (Ooh)

Your chick getting picked off (Uh)

Think about life, trying to get the jigsaw put together

They ain't fucking with you 'til it's all put together (Ayy)

When she stepping out, she looking all put together (Ooh)

Fuck what the world thinks

Because my dogs know me better (Ooh)

Because my dogs know me better

And she's a bad motherfucker

How could we not go together?

[Chorus]

Okay, I'm big chillin' (Chillin', ayy, ayy)

Told me that she numb to it, she don't get feelings

I'm a smooth criminal, I'm a slick villain

I already finished, but the dick still in (Dick still in)

Ass fat, she ain't get fillings (Fillings)

Weezy F. Baby, I don't hit ceilings

And my brodie got a job, yeah, he quit dealing

OGs tryna figure what the kids feelin' (Kids feelin')

Written by: Jack Harlow

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