10309 - Chill Time Lyrics

10309 come to slide (yessir)
You know

10309 come to slide
Haters wanna slide, yo

Tell me what you like, yo
I got what you need tho
Chilling everytime
Ain't no stress
We be loco
Don't worry bout big Pablo
That dude from the bando
And he drinks berry juice
We go mix that shit tho

Tell me what you like, yo
I got what you need tho
Chilling everytime
Ain't no stress
We be loco
Don't worry bout big Pablo
That dude from the bando
And he drinks berry juice
We go mix that shit tho

Mix that drink tho
Forget your problem and
Take the shot
That's chill time yo
Your ex still comes in
It ain't no prank
We ain't blamed tho
Girls tryna dive in
Pool so cold
We gone ball tho
Let's go now bro

Fade away the haters
Still ballin, we still players
Tiffany that bestie
She likes you but
Still kiss me
Everyday, new cash
Your boss, that's trash
Put it out, is no joke
Cops in, we ouuuttttttt

We back tho
Bullshit to the side
We go hard bro
Go hard bro
Speakers on the floor
Get these vibes tho
Nigga on the ground, still put... all the time
Stress still in your mind, but it's no bro
Can't loose bro

Fade away the haters
Still ballin, we still players
Tiffany that bestie
She likes you but
Still kiss me
Everyday, new cash
Your boss, that's trash
Put it out, is no joke
Cops in, we ouuuttttttt

We back tho
Bullshit to the side
We go hard bro
Go hard bro
Speakers on the floor
Get these vibes tho
Nigga on the grind, still put work all the time
Stress still in your mind
Can't loose bro, just say so

I am just trynna chill, stacks hundred mills
You ain't really real, you ain't in the field
You can't really keep, I am really thrilled
Zooming out the pill, this is how I feel
My running up, my niggas blow it real
We 're about to chill
See I am stacked in all those papers
Get it shadowed like a baker
Rolling fat ass woods, go and check my
Bank statement, all of my wraps
Real fast like speed racer
On my way to the top, niggas better be patient
Stop the hating, you can chase me, You will never be me
I am the realest in the game, come catch me up in
The street
Me and broskie going crazy, album finna be
Heat
Got your b*tch, she love me
She be doing the team
Diamonds really fresh as fuq
Call it listerine
I am from the city of sorrow
You know I stay with the heat
I keep my ratchet on me
So if a nigga try me
I am leaving and now praying
God answers his needs

Tell me what you like, yo
I got what you need tho
Chilling every time, ain't no stress
We be loco
Don't worry bout big pablo
That dude from the bando
And he drinks berry juice
We go mix that shit tho

Tell me what you like, yo
I got what you need tho
Chilling every time, ain't no stress
We be loco
Don't worry bout big pablo
That dude from the bando
And he drinks berry juice
We go mix that shit tho