Yvng Quis - Chilly Lyrics

Flow to cold
A bit to chilly
Niggas say dumb shit
Boy you so silly
Making a plan
To get to the milly's
Rocking a white tee
With my purple silky
Keep talking
Imma do you ass filthy
She not a cop
Still be to frisky
Betting my hand
Cause I'm feeling risky
Get the sauce
Then make the shit mixy
Smoke my weed
Makes me feel trippy
I be too smart
This shit not witty
Even as a young boy
You couldn't kid me
If I'm a dog
Your bitch is my frisbee
Call GG
To roll up the sticky
Plays in the game
Shit can get tricky
Don't trust boy
If me moving to iffy
No 69
But I still keep the blicky
Bad bitch in room
She Singing like Whitney
Dick in her stomach
I'm touching her kidney
Boy you rat
I seen you with Mickey
Keep wishing shit
Thinking you Timmy
Big brain on me
So Nickname Jimmy
Bad blonde bitch
You can call her Cindy
Switch it up
Lemme call up Trixie
One sip
She jacking she tipsy
Don't like females
If you acting too ditzy
Archer shit
No you can't miss me
Came along way
So please don't tempt me
Like a part time
Or I might spill your wine
Still feeling fine
Just killing time
Plus I'm slick like slime
So won't do no time
So don't mention mine
Just cut the ties
Like a clip on
Or if I cut your tie
And don't wonder why
Read between the lines
Since shit not underlined
A blatant blunder fine
Nothing otherwise
So don't utter lies
For a let it fly
Like a bunch of flies
Seen the toughest guys
Wanna close they eyes
Look up in the sky
Ask God don't let me die

Captain no marvel
I scare and I startle
Sent your message
That's shits in a bottle
Want the money
And maybe a model
We can't date
If Shorty don't swallow
She call empty
F*ck it I'm hallow
Handling beef
Yes cracking the taco
Slide up quick
Just me and the vatos
Flexing that chips
But it still nachos
Slid in spot
Taking my shot
Praying to God
Cause I know my shit hot
Need OT trips
Might cop me a yacht
Bigger visions
No the shit can't stop
Took the loss
But I didn't sob
Absorbed shit
Like I'm the blob
Way to different
Not part of the mob
Document shit
Gotta keep me a log
Shit can get smoky
Like we deep in a bog
Heard he squealing
Call him a hog
I'm on roll
But it's not on a log
Still get mad
But I'm fine with my flaws
Especially while
She dropping them draws
Feeling the breeze
Yes the top is off
Boy is a copy
A true knock off
Crossed him up
Did'em like hot sauce
Nigga a worker
Can't talk to the boss
Always Over Time
Cause I never clock off
Felt like D.C
Suck it on soft
Nigga this velvet
I don't do cloth
She be expensive
I'm loving her cost
My water be dripping
I just call shit voss
This not a draw
You take the loss
I'm just bombing shit
Like f*ck Nuke it all
This a long climb
Bet I won't fall
Niggas need points
Just pass me the ball
You need a plug
Just gimme a call
Letting shit bounce off
I feel like a wall
I could be short
But my money tall
You get no pass
This not a hall
I still get bags
Like this is a mall
Boy in bathroom
He just gone stall
Feeling her vibe
Bought her some shawls
She is to sweet
Baby a doll
You is a kid
Go play with a doll
I gave her an alias
She call me Paul
F*ck and sucking
She do it all
All I really do
Is give her the call
Dragon spitting
Catch a fireball
Better ranked
Check my overall
Never known
To follow protocol
Boy is gassed
Bunch of aerosol