paroles de chanson The Chillist - Cole Myer

Hit up The Chillist and go get and eighth
These bitches don't appreciate the time I spent the money I make
Got gas and wax inside the Rari
Sorry bitch, I am not sorry
I'm with The Chillist and I'm a fucking artist
I'm with The Chillist, I'm a trapoholic
At a party I'm an alcoholic
I was off the drugs all fucking night
If I get 'em from The Chillist everythings alright
And I'm going out my body, it's a real dark night
Fuck that, turn up, bitch getting burnt up
Down on the ground and you looking pretty hurt bruh
Fuck that bitch, oh I didn't mean to irk yuh

Fuck up the weather and change up the climate
And these mountains so high but I'm still gonna climb it
Cause I gotta get high and The Chillist supplied it
Bad bitch on my dick and she gonna go ride it
And you telling lies but I will not deny it
Cause I don't really wanna talk
Everything cold when I ride with The Chillist
Bad bitch in the room I don't think she could feel us
Got some water with some lemon
Go to smoke up, then I'm chillin'
I'm the highest in the building
Jumping off the damn Pavilion
Speakers concave in the ceiling
She ride with us, but who you feeling
And I've switched on these hoes but I'd never switch on my bros
She might go snitch on us though, but nobody knows what I know
And I got wax on me hoe but nobodies allow to know, fuck
This ain't show and tell, but The Chillist taught me well, fuck it
Free him from the cell, got my bro if he need bail
Yeah the world is yours, you could have it all if you wanted to
I'ma take over the world, I don't even need no auto-tune
With the way you're taking shots, it look like somebody shot at you
And I gotta get some gas I ain't gone get it from some random dude

Hit up The Chillist and go get and eighth
These bitches don't appreciate the time I spent the money I make
Got gas and wax inside the Rari
Sorry bitch, I am not sorry
I'm with The Chillist and I'm a fucking artist
I'm with The Chillist, I'm a trapoholic
At a party I'm an alcoholic
I was off the drugs all fucking night
If I get 'em from The Chillist everythings alright
And I'm going out my body, it's a real dark night
Fuck that, turn up, bitch getting burnt up
Down on the ground and you looking pretty hurt bruh
Fuck that bitch, oh I didn't mean to irk yuh