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Yung Chico - No Chill Lyrics



Yung Chico - No Chill Lyrics




Adlibs are diffrent
Its hard tho
Girl you know I ain't got no chill
I ain't tryna be rude I'm just tryna keep it real

Ridin with some homies we be poppin pills
Cup filled to the brim hope that shit don't spill

Girl you know I ain't got no chill
I ain't tryna be rude I'm just tryna keep it real

Ridin with some homies who be poppin pills
Cup filled to the brim hope that shit don't spill

Bitch I swear I don't even know you
But you keep comin round like owe you
Talking bout some shit that I told you
Backpack full of drugs I can show you

Foreal I cant even really f*ck around with thots
They be scrambling my mind and i can't collect my thoughts

They just bought me some liquor just took 9 shots
While I'm wearin out my balmain pockets straight nots

Woah
Now I gotta relax

Coke all in my veins bouts have a heart attack
This shit ain't twitter I don't need your f*ckin at
Just to pull up on you and break your knees with my bat
Woah
Shit around here is gettin hectic

Never sign a deal until I have some sort of leverage
Stacking up my paper I'm just Nike with the checks bitch
Get your notes out cuz class is in session

Ohhh

Girl you know I got no chill
I ain't tryna be rude I'm just tryna be real
Ridin with some homies we be poppin pills
Cup filled to the brim hope that shit don't spill

Girl you know I got no chill
I ain't tryna be rude I'm just tryna be real
Ridin with some homies we be poppin pills
Cup filled to the brim hope that shit don't spill

I been makin plans but I swear I don't plan enough
Ridin round serving Xanax in the passenger
My homie doin the dash and he whippin in the maximas
Speedometer broken but we ain't goin fast enough
He looked over at me and said I need to chill
If I stay this geeked up then well both get killed

I don't really care doe I'm at the end of my rope
But it's cool cuz I put my moms name in my will

Shit around my way gets a lil bit spooky
If u wanna jug my drugs then you gonna have to f*ckin shoot me
I would die for this high and that's why people think I'm loony
But that shit don't phase me doin lines off her boobies

Lately I been feeling like I'm livin my best life
Got off probation now we gettin the best high
F*ck the rotation it ain't goin to the next guy
Serving pints of tech price matched like Best Buy
Dropping big drugs in my f*ckin Arnold Palmer
Mixin ups and downs just to keep my body warmer
So anti social In my life in a corner
Pull up to the party and I'm grubbing on some shawarma

It's always gonna be Rest In Peace to Mac tho
If it wasn't for him then I swear I wouldn't rap tho
Bitches on my dick and they wanna throw it back tho
While I'm munchin on my chips and I'm sippin on some yak tho

Girl you know I got no chill
I just try to keep it real
Girl you know I got no chill
I'm so high I popped 10 pills
Girl you know I got no chill
I'm jussst trynaaaa keeeep it real
Got no chill
Im so high I popped 10 pills
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Adlibs are diffrent
Its hard tho
Girl you know I ain't got no chill
I ain't tryna be rude I'm just tryna keep it real

Ridin with some homies we be poppin pills
Cup filled to the brim hope that shit don't spill

Girl you know I ain't got no chill
I ain't tryna be rude I'm just tryna keep it real

Ridin with some homies who be poppin pills
Cup filled to the brim hope that shit don't spill

Bitch I swear I don't even know you
But you keep comin round like owe you
Talking bout some shit that I told you
Backpack full of drugs I can show you

Foreal I cant even really f*ck around with thots
They be scrambling my mind and i can't collect my thoughts

They just bought me some liquor just took 9 shots
While I'm wearin out my balmain pockets straight nots

Woah
Now I gotta relax

Coke all in my veins bouts have a heart attack
This shit ain't twitter I don't need your f*ckin at
Just to pull up on you and break your knees with my bat
Woah
Shit around here is gettin hectic

Never sign a deal until I have some sort of leverage
Stacking up my paper I'm just Nike with the checks bitch
Get your notes out cuz class is in session

Ohhh

Girl you know I got no chill
I ain't tryna be rude I'm just tryna be real
Ridin with some homies we be poppin pills
Cup filled to the brim hope that shit don't spill

Girl you know I got no chill
I ain't tryna be rude I'm just tryna be real
Ridin with some homies we be poppin pills
Cup filled to the brim hope that shit don't spill

I been makin plans but I swear I don't plan enough
Ridin round serving Xanax in the passenger
My homie doin the dash and he whippin in the maximas
Speedometer broken but we ain't goin fast enough
He looked over at me and said I need to chill
If I stay this geeked up then well both get killed

I don't really care doe I'm at the end of my rope
But it's cool cuz I put my moms name in my will

Shit around my way gets a lil bit spooky
If u wanna jug my drugs then you gonna have to f*ckin shoot me
I would die for this high and that's why people think I'm loony
But that shit don't phase me doin lines off her boobies

Lately I been feeling like I'm livin my best life
Got off probation now we gettin the best high
F*ck the rotation it ain't goin to the next guy
Serving pints of tech price matched like Best Buy
Dropping big drugs in my f*ckin Arnold Palmer
Mixin ups and downs just to keep my body warmer
So anti social In my life in a corner
Pull up to the party and I'm grubbing on some shawarma

It's always gonna be Rest In Peace to Mac tho
If it wasn't for him then I swear I wouldn't rap tho
Bitches on my dick and they wanna throw it back tho
While I'm munchin on my chips and I'm sippin on some yak tho

Girl you know I got no chill
I just try to keep it real
Girl you know I got no chill
I'm so high I popped 10 pills
Girl you know I got no chill
I'm jussst trynaaaa keeeep it real
Got no chill
Im so high I popped 10 pills
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Writer: Juan Cardenas
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Performed By: Yung Chico
Length: 2:58
Written by: Juan Cardenas

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