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chilly - yobama lyrics

jd
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i gotta shoot with an ak
spin like a beyblade
shoot him go mayday, uh
hitting the whip and the nae naae
doing the race and they’re calling me tayk, uh

i gotta k!ll em, they said that it’s typical
i gotta shoot him, i k!ll him with visuals
he is the student, and i am the princ+p+l
i gotta one tap him just like its critical

i pull up with glocks and i pull up with ops, looking autobots, you talk a lot
i call the shots, and i never not stop, and im watching him drop, then he asked me to stop

speeding like sonic
punch on his stomach, im making him vomit
x beat him up cause he came out the closet
stealing his wallet, then running his pockets

i got a glock with two cc’s
k!lling the man then we put him on tv
i gotta shoot him, im watching him bleeding
that boy dyslexic, so why is he reading?
i got a beam, and i aim at his feet
halloween like its a treat
y_obama next level, he pretty elite
aye
he’s a catching a fade, he’s catching a taper
one tapping rocky and his idol faker
i’ll see you later
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convo between chilly and jd
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jd+ ay chilly
chilly+ yeah bro
jd+ go off on this beat
chilly+ ion know if i can
jd+ bruh just do it
chilly+ nah this beat’s garbage
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chilly
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sike
pull up on yo family, im k!llin yo cousin
i just got a k!llstreak, i just k!lled a dozen
pull up with the gang and you know that we bussin
when im in carbon, you seein me rushin
you is a clown but you not even funny
im sprayin you down, and you getting to running
im getting the bag, im collecting the money
just shot you down and your body’s all bl++dy
im number 6
im on the list
they call me wallbang cause i got a lisp
i got a glock on my hip
and i load it, im sprayin you down, now you floating
what is you doin
you lookin around like you clueless
you lookin real stupid
all demonics suck, including unit
chilly on top, and you know that im ruthless
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timmy
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ok, listen
ok, listen
ok, ok, ok
we shoot at your face
thinking it’s aimbot i just caught a case
smoking on weed, you calling it laced
im number ten
they calling be ben (+10+)
look at the time, you call me a sweat
make you my pet
if we doing 1v1s, you know i win
discard you, throw you up in a bin
1 tapping you, you could call it a sin
you are eu with the high ping
my bullets firing, they finna sting
hand me my crown cause i am a king
im nvg
you built like mr clean
my spot number ten, it is your dream
i got a attachment, it is a beam
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