Chillin Video (MV)

Hit em with that choppa, get this weight off Hit em with that iron, melt his face off
Boom, headshot, bitch face off No witness around, that's how you get off
Got so much cheese, keep them racks around
I'm my own boss, I can f*ck up a pound
Extensions with the silence, lower the sound
You better pray you not the nigga that I'm gunnin' down
Ready, set, I think it's time to go
F*ck your aim, let that shit blow
We all masked up, that's what these niggas know I'm just spittin' bars, rappin' like my nigga Dough
I'm spittin' facts, they know that, cause I'm just chillin' I'm sittin' back, and countin' racks cause I be chillin
I'm sippin' on a fifth of Cognac cause I be chillin' I'm bout to roll another wood up cause I be chillin
Chillin', chillin', bitch, I be chillin' Chillin', chillin', bitch, I be chillin
Chillin', chillin', bitch, I be chillin' Chillin', chillin', bitch, I be chillin
Eastside, you know we from the red zone
Got beef up on my block, you get your head blown
Niggas rap you for your buffs and your headphones
You ain't right about shit, you was dead wrong
They ain't ready for these bars yeah im slept on
I don't have no opps, they would've been gone
Two woods in, the whole eighth gone
She suckin' dick all night, yeah she headstrong
I put two and two together, and then I make moves I'm tapped in with United Masters, I'm gettin' paid soon
I'm calling matt for them pictures, he gettin' paid too
Finishing production in a day, that's the main rule
I'm spittin' facts, they know that, cause I'm just chillin' I'm sittin' back, and countin' racks cause I be chillin
I'm sippin' on a fifth of Cognac cause I be chillin' I'm bout to roll another wood up cause I be chillin
I be chillin', chillin', chillin' bitch, I be chillin
Chillin', chillin', bitch, I be chillin
Chillin', chillin', bitch, I be chillin
Chillin', chillin', bitch, I be chillin