Bitch I’m chillin so hard I’m chilly,,

Any beef cooked, cheese steak that’s Philly,

Tryna short ne on the price that’s silly,,

Anything cheap ain’t worth you feel me?

I ain’t ever say I came perfect, this the real me,,

Comin hot like Lipton, this the real T,,

Been through a lot of shit but I’m still me,,

*jus wanna dodge court, tryna judge me,

“How you, leave me with a bill if the love free,,

*Mind gone, dawg you know how them drugs be,,

And you know how them hoes in the club me,,

When that money stack up, it look lovely,,

All My haters confused they should hug me,,

*No I can’t lose, or make a move,

If it ain’t a play on the floor like a rug be,,

Hook:

Bitch I’m chillin,

Roll up weed, blow smoke to the cielin’

No bullshit, catch flights not feelings,,

“Don’t stress me” got my mind on a million,,

I won’t stress you, keep yo mind on a million,,

They won’t stress me, got my mind on a million,,

Don’t let’em stress you keep yo mind a million,,

V2:

Bitch I’m chillin so hard, I’m frozen,,

Traumatized baby, heart cold, that’s snowed in,,

How you got a bag, and yo trap not open?,,

**** tweak hard, must be crack y’all smokin’,,

Say they running shit, gettin lapped, not focused,,

Don’t talk money if you pockets broken,,

Ain’t nobody comin here to see you Otis,,

(Naaaah)

Look I’m on some other Shit,

Just give me a queen, cus I never could trust a bitch,

I Never could love a bitch,,

You nut in a freak, have a baby, you stuck wit it,,

*you takin them pictures, and pose wit yo pussy lips out on the floor, I ain’t touchin it,,

If you hangin with people you talking about when they gone, thats so lame I ain’t fuckin wit,

YOU!