letra de cold chillin' - mick jenkins
[hook: mick jenkins]
cold m-th-f-ckin’ chillin’ we ain’t got sh-t to do [x3]
cold m-th-f-ckin’ chillin’
[verse 1: mick jenkins]
bulls just won so the games off
couple shorties tryna pull the hanes off, sitting in the crib with a vega and a chainsaw
aka my grinder choppin’ trees down but i’m high so my aims off
almost out of raws now, smoke was in my lungs but its p-ssin’ through my jaws now
shop the prop, private stock, make the thugs calm down
call the homies up and they all down you know this
paper muche n-gga kudos if you know ‘dis
ridin’ through the street with a homeless n-gga motives dawg
we just tryna eat good, sleep good, and p-ss the peace pipe to my peeps’ hood
[hook: mick jenkins]
cold m-th-f-ckin’ chillin’ we ain’t got sh-t to do [x3]
cold m-th-f-ckin’ chillin’
[bridge: mick jenkins]
smoke some, do some, bring a friend and her two cousins
what’s new cousin [x3]
[verse: mick jenkins]
what you n-ggas bout, errybody, “i don’t know”
tell em’ i’ma cop a gram and they down to roll
order up some dominos, house only got two plates
pizza on a paper towel, murdering at 2k
netflix doc-mentary i just finished that zeitgeist
tell me that i’m quite chill i respond with, “ey quite right.”
never been attracted to the flashiness of night life, on my drew carey sh-t i party if the price right
but i’m only rollin’ if my mind is on that kite height
got flow, i’m comin’ for your walls like a night light, night light, night light
[hook: mick jenkins]
cold m-th-f-ckin’ chillin’ we ain’t got sh-t to do [x3]
cold m-th-f-ckin’ chillin’
[bridge: mick jenkins]
smoke some, do some, bring a friend and her two cousins
what’s new cousin [x3]
[outro: mick jenkins]
i know you n-ggas f-ckin’ with this free sh-t
i know you n-ggas f-ckin’ with this free sh-t
it’s gon’ cost if you ain’t f-ckin with this free sh-t, free sh-t, free sh-t
i know you n-ggas know that we gon’ be sh-t
i see you n-ggas lookin’ at this free sh-t, i see you n-ggas lookin’ at this free sh-t, free sh-t, free sh-t
i know you n-ggas f-ckin’ with this free sh-t
it’s gon’ cost if you ain’t f-ckin with this free sh-t
i see you n-ggas lookin at this free sh-t
i suggest you start f-ckin’ with this free sh-t
[hook: mick jenkins]
cold m-th-f-ckin’ chillin’ we ain’t got sh-t to do [x3]
cold m-th-f-ckin’ chillin’
[bridge: mick jenkins]
smoke some, do some, bring a friend and her two cousins
what’s new cousin [x3]
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