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mitchell – chill pill lyrics

[verse 1: bla$ta]
what goes comes around like a windmill
f+ck d+gg+n’ a ball, b+tch ima ben still
ima four course n+gga fire b+tch give me a kid’s meal
come around, where you say you from, sh+t’ll get real
play with me, be on volume two, huh k!ll bill
when we sn+tching n+ggas ass up, welcome to still bill
we the ones leaves n+ggas cooked at the chill grill
i just popped another pink 10, these my chill pills

[verse 2: mitch+ll and bla$ta]
aye
all these n+ggas fake, we the real real
look him in his eyes, hе a snake, that’s the real dеal
you ain’t in the hood, you a b+tch, we in the real field
i’m mad now because i go to jail i don’t know how to tell
you ain’t gotta break it down to me you can leave it there
[?] on the ac, i brought heaters there
tryna hit me with those ps2 games, that’s all it took the player
pop a n+ggas top with the chop, but a fed
n+ggas talk a lot i shoot shots in his head
got his momma crying asking what that n+gga did
that n+gga dead if you asking where he been

[outro: bla$ta]
what goes comes around like a windmill
f+ck d+gg+n’ a ball, b+tch ima ben still
ima four course n+gga fire b+tch give me a kid’s meal
come around, where you say you from, sh+t’ll get real
play with me, be on volume two, huh k!ll bill
when we sn+tching n+ggas ass up, welcome to still bill
we the ones leaves n+ggas cooked at the chill grill
i just popped another pink 10, these my chill pills

- mitchell lyrics

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