Chill Nigga

English translation

Yeah.

And this is that double shit.

And what we gonna do is take out some of the finest, and I mean the finest.

Smoke. Put it inside that Swisher and light that motherfucker up. Look, look.

I used to climb in them trees in my younger days, now I chop 'em. I did.

Back to back with them stogies, I'm smoking on something proper. Smoke.

With this chick from Atlanta named Peach and she taste like cobbler. Can't forget Indiana

Savannah when I had her topless.

Taking shotguns to the lips, to the lips, she loving it. She loving it.

Talking 'bout she celibate, but I still end up fucking it. I'm chilling, watching live porn during touring.

Up and down the map, east to west, they must I carry on. The code in my area, two-one-six, no fearing us.

Laughing to the bank on niggas, that shit be hilarious.

Head to toe fresh, daddy looking like a million. At the top, me and Mary took it way beyond the ceiling.

Uh, uh, rich nigga? Not yet, I'm still on the mission for it.

Got a hater on the line and I got ammunition for it.

All gold everything and I got your bitch digging for it. Representing for the team and all she had to do was blow up. Chill nigga.

She always wanna roll.

And I might let her introduce her to some real niggas.

Everywhere I go.

I got that pack and that shit is murder, she dying for that real killer.

I'm quick to let her know.

Pop it for me, but save the drama 'cause I ain't gotta deal with her.

Never never no, no.

Bitch, you toppin' with a chill nigga.

Catch me smacking with different women, forgetting I got a lady. Forgive me, yeah, she forgave me.

She left me and had a baby. Now her face is being gravy. Mashed potatoes and chicken.

Got naked chicks in the kitchen. She whipping with no permission.

Look, I'm young and I'm living. Oh, you can't tell by my smile? Tell by my smile.

Put that swagger in motion, won't let that go out of style. Go out of style.

Bitches loving my cool, junkies feeling my high. So I double dose that supply, like you gotta try, no deny.

I'm on a yacht out in Dallas, balling on top of water.

I'm with some niggas from way back, yeah, EST is what they call us.

Youngin come from that gutter, my brother can tell you that. In a Cadillac riding dirty with a thirty-eight in the back.

Thirty-eight in the back. Timberlands on my feet, tell 'em ain't nothing changed.

Ain't nothing changed. Since I'm no longer driving, I'm always flying on planes.

Flying on planes. From that smoke I emerge, I'm burning hot, you ain't heard.

I know you can smell my loud. Why you think your bitch over here with a. . .

Chill nigga.

She always wanna roll.

And I might let her introduce her to some real niggas.

Everywhere I go.

I got that pack and that shit is murder, she dying for that real killer.

I'm quick to let her know.

Pop it for me, but save the drama 'cause I ain't gotta deal with her. Never never no, no.

Bitch, you toppin' with a chill nigga