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letra de chill - thomasmbeats

i got some racks, yea

(chorus: thomasmbeats)
i got some racks and they told me to chill
came from the bottom, i’m climbing the hill
and n—-s be talking, i hope they don’t squeal
and i’m not a shooter, i send em forreal
road to success, i’m just grabbing the wheel
don’t give a f-ck and don’t care how they feel
they left me alone before i had a mill, so i’m heating up when they tell me to chill. (x2)

(verse: thomasmbeats)
yeah
and i’m heating’ up, f-ck
constantly runnin’ my bands up
praying one day for a benz truck
how i get money, they said it’s luck
how i get yo girl, she wanna f-ck
how i get yo wife, she wanna suck
doing this sh-t on the regular
yeah
they think i’m amazing, i’m gracious
i’m f—ing these b—-es, they asian, caucasian
and then they telling me they want my baby
i’m the realest out & they calling me lately
they asking for money and ask for mercedes
i got some new money and someone to pay me
but, they cannot phase me, cause i am not lazy
(chorus)
i got some racks and they told me to chill
came from the bottom, i’m climbing the hill
and n—-s be talking, i hope they don’t squeal
and i’m not a shooter, i send em forreal
road to success, i’m just grabbing the wheel
don’t give a f-ck and don’t care how they feel
they left me alone before i had a mill, so i’m heating up when they tell me to chill. (x2)

(verse 2: water)
drip
and they always tell me to chill
coping two scats and i got em back to back
the parking break on cause i’m up on a hill
getting flame for sh-t that ain’t my fault it’s surreal
middle fingers up, don’t give a f-ck if you feeling me
got two b—-es acting out human centipede
smoking cookie & it unlock my energy
b—- i’m the same, i can’t change my persona
too bad you can’t say the same bout yo brothers
b—- i don’t drop bulls— verses, i cut up
that n—- say he an opp, so it’s f— him
walk out with the glock on a friday, i tuck it
thats why i’m so nonchalant, i be bussin’
shoot out yo shots, if he lit then he lucky
don’t play cause my life ain’t for kids, i ain’t chuckie
(chorus)
i got some racks and they told me to chill
came from the bottom, i’m climbing the hill
and n—-s be talking, i hope they don’t squeal
and i’m not a shooter, i send em forreal
road to success, i’m just grabbing the wheel
don’t give a f-ck and don’t care how they feel
they left me alone before i had a mill, so i’m heating up when they tell me to chill. (x2)

- thomasmbeats

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