Chill Moment$ lyrics

by

Zelly Ocho


Aye (5x)

(Chorus)
I gotta cold ass b*tch, make me sick
I whip some dope, use this lil' ass wrist
Lil' n*gga he be talkin' big sh*t, aye

45 but it got the long clip, aye
45 and the gun extended, aye

And they put my daddy in the prison, aye
And it's still money over b*tches, aye
But i fell in love with these b*tches, aye

(Verse 1)
Aye
Oh Not the drank, not again
No, not today, i don't want the b*tch
Get up out my face
Like my burnt days, b*tch i want the K

Im a dummy b*tch i make mistakes
I cannot lose, i just won the race
RAF Simmons on driving in a Wraith

f*ck that this is shammy
And some bathing ape
Aye, aye
(Cold ass b*tch, cold ass, cold ass b*tch
Its cold)

(Verse 2)
Ice on my wrist, make her wet, yuh
I just want a car and a jet, yuh
(?)
I ain't high, i ain't high just yet

You ain't cool just cause u got some money, aye
You ain't funny if you not telling no jokes, aye
Hoes hate on me but they gon' do the most

I get some money share it with my bro's
I love my bro's, aye

Takin all, taking all day long
n*ggas hating' they wanna make a song
Why can't we all get along

(Chorus)
I gotta cold ass b*tch, make me sick
I whip some dope, use this lil' ass wrist
Lil' n*gga he be talkin' big sh*t, aye

45 but it got the long clip, aye
45 and the gun extended, aye
And they put my daddy in the prison, aye
And it's still money over b*tches, aye
But i fell in love with these b*tches, aye
A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z #
Copyright © 2012 - 2021 BeeLyrics.Net