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chillinit - overdrive 2 lyrics

everyone got somethin’ to say these days f-ckin’ h-ll
brudda wanna talk on the gram oh d-mn i just laugh and i won’t go start it
big house got plants in the back hmmm better homes and gardens
got 28 grams in the pack fall back my brudda till the phones on nada
you ain’t never gon see me beggin’ fact i ain’t even gonna beg your pardon
i was cool runnings
in your warehouse get the tools bunnings
wood with the hardware
seafood i go hard yeah
imma get your sauce like tartare
i might burn you
the [?] me and your b-tch i might swerve you
the dark arts rule
it was half-past two
like ja gone rule when i rain down murder
the bally on see my eyes burka
worker all i do is grind might murk ya
come up on the counter bruh i might serve ya
up your mountains brah, i’m like sherpas
i made millions
all you mc’s broke and jokes you’re all cats like williams
i don’t give an uck for clash removed all the l’s that’s cash, millions
i don’t wanna act like children
f-ck a rental i said that’s my building, that’s my land, that’s my block, big dwayne johnson got packs of the rock
i was back to the block, the moonlight, the creeper
i probably put a ball in a box it’s like kieffer’s
i’m waiting for the coins to drop its like features
i’m blindin, got the cash like lightning

saw the signs in the field, cranmer
brah i was in the ville no danger
my soul might struggle to rebuild im a cold type
cold nights i was on the pills like ravers
on my radar, i dont rate ya, i could cave man fire like caveman
hoffman when he rayman see ya later
get the smoke its not vapour
grey van, 28 grams, straight glam had a spray tan might date ya
but ya waist man too big for ya wasteman
get a great man daddy like vader
take a knee son, might take ya, eyes looks j-panese, geisha
might place online, gamer
while i’m rackin the rack in up off the radar
if you got one, then i got ten
im a drop set, monster loch ness
said he top one, he ain’t even top ten, look
i spell it out for you, cause you’re a flop, give a f no l you’re the op then
wordplay burnt j when i crop sesh, got the fire in the pencil hot lead
got the fire in the brain, hot head
how sweet disposition like a temper trap i bend ya back
then f-ck it then i’ll send it back, collect the pack and get the stash
and then bounce with a hefty stack of that paper
you ain’t better than this, you ain’t better on a record you’re irrelevant spit so up late like letterman is and my girl got faces and bootys like bella hadid, jealous
hard like render
in the future with the armour, bender, might get fried, one way flight to jamaica, one eye on em like leela
did ya catch that? did ya catch that?
look brudda i stay where the herb be
did ya catch that? did ya catch that?
f-ck that go back to the first beat

black tracksuit, lv sneaker
chilly got an appet-te he might eat ya
chilly got an appet-te he might eat ya
paites gon heat for the cococaine it was straight og, it was 8.3 off a mate from glebe in a blacked out benz or an amg or a g63 g wagon i’ve never been laggin the shunter shunter get the bag in
body bag since bodybag toe tag it

- chillinit lyrics

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