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rob $tone - chill bill lyrics

[verse 1: rob $tone]
rob $tone two d-mn phones
babylons can’t crack the code
used to sip out styrofoam but figured i should stick to dro (weed!)

backwoods overload don’t like to smoke them swishers hoe
if you hit my liquor store it’s 50 cents for single ports

[hook: rob $tone]
said she wanna roll with me and smoke up all my weed
i said baby just buy dutches cause you can’t smoke for free
i got some loud but no money babe buy me a fiji
she said you need a job, b-tch f-ck a job i still get cheese

[verse 2: j. davi$]
two cell phones, mr. mothaf-ck-a-thot
mr. i be on that block
twelve o seven f-ck an op
they hear my name they see my squad
rolling dope up on the spot
i’m with your b-tch she on my jock
ain’t got no time to love a thot
got n-gg-s mad my flow so hot
got n-gg-s mad my squad won’t stop
we in the game won’t take no loss
im sippin water out the voss
got lean all in my f-ckin’ sprite
turnin up on f-ckin sight
mr. kenny powers bouta take your girlfriend home tonight, b-tch

[verse 3: spooks]
and i’m smokin’ on that widow
when you see it out the window
got a dusty old tee
lookin’ b-mmy leave it simple
growin’ up i was always in the middle
so i gotta hold it down for my older and my little
and my brothas beside me so f-ck it we mobbin’ deep
always grimey, no findin’ me
but i be in lg
if your lil f-ck boy lame -ss wanna creep
i live by the lemon cause that f-cka chose me

- rob tone lyrics

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