Purple Chili

AXL
Grrt bow
Yeah
Purp gang chili, purp gang
Juve you already know the vibes
Nineteen IGS, IGS Nineteen
Baby you know that I'm Chili
Yeah, yeah, Yerroo, ayy
Baby you know that I'm Chili (ayy, yeah)

New Ju comin' soon you better put that shit on repeat
Gave y'all GM1 then two then hit y'all wit' that three-peat
The dough come wit' the sauce you would've thought I worked at CiCis
Been had it back when I was fuckin' CiCi wit' the chi chis
When I was fuckin' CiCi wit' the chi chis made her knees weak
Shorty dressed GG or its DG or it's CC
Or it's EP it might be all depend on how she freak me
But I ain't got no patience my shit short like it's a EP

So bitch make up yo' mind is you gon' stay or you gon' leave me?
I don't need you hoe you need me you can beat feet
Wit' the broom I just go sweep sweep, clean a nigga like it's bleachy
Ain't spoke to Blu or Calico in a minute but free Meechy
They look at my life and assume that everything is peachy
But they don't know about them trips I had to take to DC
Or ATL or MIA to Cleveland back to CT
Yeah yeah yeah, I make this shit look easy

Easy how I slide on AXL beats like this shit greasy
I.G. piece is red white blue and yellow like it's pee pee
And this that head shot flow which means it's off the top no written
But if I was to pick up pens the flow so hot need mittens
RIP to Islam Born you know that that's big yurple
You nerds change up when y'all get 'round these bitches you like erkle
When me and Inf link up see that's lil bro if you ain't been know
'Cause family matters 'round these parts like I'm a Winslow

Sweater Kenzo
Fendi controlling the tempo
Streams Distro
Still hittin' licks off Venmo
Party limo
Me Ju Skrizzy and Cicero
Diamonds dancing like disco
Bitches on me like Sisqo

Ayy
Foreign cars and foreign broads
We superstars Chili to Thurston
Violate mine and shots gon' fly
That ain't no lie we put that work in
Purple flags we get that cash
Haters mad and that's for certain
Shooters wit' me and they lurkin'
Rolls Royce wit' the curtains

Ain't get a hand out
I had to stand out
I run the check up
Now I got them bands out
I never switched up
I had it planned out
The family got jammed up
Let all of my mans out

Look niggas be cappin'
Till we take action
'Bout that smoke they don't want cancer
Tryna be down but niggas be clowns
They wasn't around for the spot on Flanders
When niggas had problems we gave answers
If it was war we upping the glizzy
Dump the clip till it's empty
Baby you know that I'm Chili (ayy)

Baby you know that I'm Chili
Yerrroo
Baby you know that I'm Chili (AXL)
Baby you know that I'm Chili
(AXL)