I want it, I want it, I want it-it-it-it
Chilly, chilly, chilly, chilly (Yeah, what?)
Wake up, Count Chilly (What?)
I'm up, Count Chilly (Up)
Tell my momma I hit a lick
Tell my momma I hit a lick (Lick)
Momma, I hit a lick
Huh, Momma, I hit a lick
I'm comin', baby, send the address
Progress, never digress (Never)
Your last one done passed the fly test (Test)
I eat rappers, no digest
Fuck a piece, I want the whole pie graph (Yeah)
Money taller than a giraffe (Tall)
Feng shui by the mic stand
Have you ever had two
One-night stands? (Have you ever?)
I'm a emperor, very sinister
Somewhere smokin' on Indica (Mmm)
Fox on me like Vivica (Mmm)
I pray for before meal, it's spiritual
Wack ace, bet a big face (Yeah)
They want my spot
They wanna switch place (Yeah)
They want the gas, wanna sip Ace (Yeah)
Baow, baow, straight to the face (Bow)
I'm takin' my lawyer the whole briefcase (Whole)
Makin' a play in the police face
They was like, "Man, he fresh"
I was like, "Go, DJ" (Go)
When they played your new shit
I was like, "No, DJ" (No)
You can go on and skip that
I buy a house and flip that
Chilly, chilly (Chilly), chilly
(Chilly), chilly (Count it)
Wake up, Count Chilly
I'm up, Count Chilly
Tell my momma I hit a lick (Hit it)
Tell my momma I hit a lick
Huh, Momma, I hit a lick
Huh, Momma, I hit a lick
(Ahh)
Fall off in this bitch
I ball off in this bitch
My cameras hit the floor
You call off in this bitch
I threw a hundred more
You stall off in this bitch
And then I vámonos
Applaud me in this bitch
C-notes, B-notes, P-notes
All up in this bitch
Man, y'all not in this bitch
Y'all are not familiar
Y'all are immigrants
The law not in this bitch, I...
Fuck the opp, no competitor
Got into it with my bitch last night
She was right, but I had to get at her
Two popped bands
And they dance on my waist
Hit the face, that's the editor
I don't take pics on a jet, lil' nigga
This shit regular, G5s all in my backyard
Sit your roody-poos in the nosebleed
Now my pockets holdin' big protein
Big, big protein (Protein)
I leveled up past Fab Five
Your favorite rapper, Desperate Housewives
Playin' with me get you chastised
Milk 'em all 'til I'm satisfied
They didn't fall for it, strategize
Switch the flow 'cause
They know niggas
Like identity theft
Oh, you got like me?
(Say less)
Oh, you pop like me?
(Say less)
Mask keep a nigga
(In check)
Huh, swag keep a nigga
(With checks)
Huh, tags on my wall
(Success)
Huh, played the underdog, now flex
(Now flex)
Chilly (Chilly), chilly (Chilly)
Chilly (Chilly), chilly (Chilly)
Wake up, Count Chilly
I'm up, Count Chilly
Tell my momma I hit a lick (Lick)
Tell my momma I hit a lick
Momma, I hit a lick
Momma, I hit a lick
Momma, I hit a lick
Momma, I hit a lick
