UNTITLED II lyrics

by

Chills


[Intro: Chills]
Woah
Woah
Woah
Woah-woah, turn up
About to show you what the Number 15 is all about, on my momma
Check it

[Verse 1: Chills]
I'ma step up and spend my one-milly for real, while Kody is sucking on di*k for his meal
And I got all these moneys in my pocket
The p*nis yeah, Kody sucks it
Then I trap out with a new Bugatti

Yo, Kody sucks di*k for his money, and Sooki's being unfunny, 'cause y'all are freaks bruh
And I hit a geek with the layza (laser)
Straight up
And you know how I do it Number 15 style
I'm nasty wit it I am vile
I'm sick with the freestyle, while Kody gets pounded meanwhile
You stupid
You doofus
You losin', while I'm cruisin, and you lame as f*ck my homie
Just like this beat, so let me change the f*ckin' beat up dingus

*ding*
[Bridge: Chills]
Blah, blah
Blah, blah
Damn Kody, damn Kody
Damn Kody, damn Kody
You goofy, you goofy
You goofy, you goofy
Yuh

[Verse 2: Chills]
We'za beat you up cause we don't give a f*ck
And your b*tch wanna ride on deez nuts cause you a stupid cuck
LOL dumb b*tch
Up your money
Up your money
Up your money, 'cause you a dummy
And you know I flex the paper, and the cash is coming in stacking high like a skyscraper
So eat my butt
Yeah-and-eat my butt, while I f*ck your b*tch riding deez nuts

*ding*
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