No Chill (feat. Lil Baby & Rylo Rodriguez) - Moneybagg Yo

Feezie Productions Fuck that nigga Rylo, he rap horrible I deleted her number, head was horrible Nigga punks, sittin' all lookin' at the lines I just poured it up Got cameras, we see them, they can't see us, this trap boarded up Don't run no trap before that money, it hold you for ransom I need help, I got a problem fuckin' exotic dancers From the crack the code, to the bottom of the smoke, I get my hands on She thought I was cookin' for her 'cause I fucked her with my pants on I gave every young nigga a Glock in my hood Which one you workin'? Buy two, you servin' And that hatе, get back and forth with the court like Julius Ervin' I could'vе bought a kilo but I bought a chain for thirty Glock 27, I stuck a dick in it, it was a virgin I'ma chase that paper 'til I'm tired, nigga had a rest They wear this carb', he still die, but he had a vest Hope you proud of me, nobody made it from my projects yet I signed a deal then my city on a private jet I rock Fear of God, I ain't never feared a nigga yet All of us got bankrolls, we do not flex with each other's checks And these hoes know I'm the G.O.A.T., I'm fresh out the barn I'm dropping my addy, she call that baby shit 'round me, the foreign Dior, walk, VLONE, walk Model, walk, she don't suck dick, walk Plug walk, draco, walk Now he can't walk Fuck that nigga Rylo, he rap horrible I deleted her number, head was horrible Niggas punks, sittin' all lookin' at the lines I just poured it up Got cameras, we see them, they can't see us, this trap boarded up Don't run no trap before that money, it hold you for ransom I need help, I got a problem fuckin' exotic dancers From the crack the code, to the bottom of the smoke, I get my hands on She thought I was cookin' for her 'cause I fucked her with my pants on No knock, just sign me for the meals, I prolly fuck it off Won't put my BM in the Benz, I heard she fuckin' off I been out here grindin', Rollie timin', yeah, we wildin' Baby prayed the lawyer since I made five hunnid thousand Presi', Presi', Patek, they like, "Doggybone a problem" I ain't go to college, so he got it out the mud, huh Seen two mill' in blues, he don't even fuck with Bloods 'Cause I want twenty for a show, but still I ask, "How much the club got?" Can't wait 'til they left bud, a'ight, I'm done playin' games Won't switch for not a bitch, then hear my son sayin', "Change" Like we made it, I signed a deal for a couple hun', I moved that shit in Vegas If not fine, then I'm with Baby, if not Baby, I'm with Ced So many shirts, want twelve a verse or back to sellin' meds VLONE, walk Model, walk, she don't suck dick, walk Plug walk, draco, walk Now he can't walk Fuck that nigga Rylo, he rap horrible I deleted her number, head was horrible Niggas punks, sittin' all lookin' at the lines I just poured it up Got cameras, we see them, they can't see us, this trap boarded up Don't run no trap before that money, it hold you for ransom I need help, I got a problem fuckin' exotic dancers From the crack the code, to the bottom of the smoke, I get my hands on She thought I was cookin' for her 'cause I fucked her with my pants on Hunnid bands and Birkin bags, my girl don't need no OnlyFans I go crazy every shot I get, like this my only chance I run through a million cash so much, I need another hand I just hope the play not play with me, we gon' fuck up the plan I just heard he said he rich as me, I know he wish he was Don't know what they kid gon' pull up in, I just keep switchin' up I had racks before my buzz, if they know, they know what's up Ain't too many niggas in Atlanta sold more bags than us Rylo went new cat on 'em, Dugg got four hunnid racks on 'em I just sit, laid back, chill, I could bust they ass, for real Bitch all in my comments, makin' jokes like I be poppin' pills Boy, you know what's up when it be smoke, someone get popped for real Dior, walk, VLONE, walk Model, walk, she don't suck dick, walk Plug walk, draco, walk Now he can't walk Fuck that nigga Rylo, he rap horrible I deleted her number, head was horrible Niggas punks, sittin' all lookin' at the lines I just poured it up Got cameras, we see them, they can't see us, this trap boarded up Don't run no trap before that money, it hold you for ransom I need help, I got a problem fuckin' exotic dancers From the crack the code, to the bottom of the smoke, I get my hands on She thought I was cookin' for her 'cause I fucked her with my pants on Bitch

(Your discretion) (It's your discretion, yeah) (Your discretion) In my life, I'ma do what I want (yeah) (Your discretion, yeah) Bank countin', NBA, I'm sittin' courtside, yeah No one plays, put some t- on the four-five Talkin' to 'em for a trial, pray he beat his charge Got my forehand with the Texan, I ain't CJ Stroud (your discretion) This a six-figure vehicle (it's your discretion) Still park it on the front street (your discretion) I'm a codeine drinker (yeah, yeah, yeah) (your discretion) She a Taylor Port junkie Soon as you touched down, be prepared I'm way higher than you Heard you're tryna turn off a T I'm gettin' tired of the usual, oh She keep livin' life off of memes, yeah You don't even post none of you (your discretion) (yeah, yeah) Tell the waitress, "Don't forget the 19" (yeah, yeah) All the pretty girls love 42 (your discretion) Where you been? (Your discretion) Coincidence or not, we was in the same club that you in (your discretion) I let you in (yeah, yeah) (your discretion) But you let me out the same door you came through Wonder who else done got these recordings of you Wonder who else done got these same portraits of you Won't force it on you, no ab- on you Head game cold, I put a North Face on you They done doubted a nigga, I stood up in the hood, I made it out this - (your discretion) You never felt money, I ain't see the drought, pull up like I committed (your discretion) Shot -, hit the courtroom, have a lot to say (your discretion) (yeah, yeah) Been a minute since I brought this watch out so I'll be out the way I done lost it all before, I know how it feel, for real Tryna put a play together just to make sure that we all rich Been knew I was the one, I come through rockin' Kapital Get the baby wipes, I done filled the Goyard bag with dog shit (yeah, yeah) This a six-figure vehicle (your discretion) Still park it on the front street (your discretion) I'm a codeine drinker (yeah, yeah) (your discretion) She a Taylor Port junkie (your discretion) Soon as you touched down, be prepared (it's your discretion) I'm way higher than you (your discretion) (yeah, yeah) Heard you're tryna turn off a T (your discretion) (yeah, yeah) I'm gettin' tired of the usual, oh She keep livin' life off of memes (she keep livin' life off of memes), yeah You don't even post none of you (you don't even post none of you) Tell the waitress, "Don't forget the 19" All the pretty girls love 42 (hmm) Doggy trim, so they pulled him from the pin like grenade (your discretion) All these hoes fake fruity like Minute Maid (yeah) (it's your discretion) She turned box, realize her ex-nigga had a pussy (your discretion) (yeah, yeah) (hmm) Cops pulled us over, I started sweatin', I had a bully (your discretion) (frrp) I give you a million dollars worth of game like I'm Gillie Invest a quarter at my tables, light his chairs like I'm chilly At twelve o'clock, I had that - goin' up like a wheelie (yeah) Her and her friends wanna f- me off a P-P-P-P-P (your discretion) (damn) (it's your discretion) Man, these - made you act just like an arcade (hmm) Put a bad - in a Rolls and let her stargaze (yeah, yeah) Took her out her jurisdiction like a cop chase (your discretion) (huh) Fuck these niggas, what they on? I'm on a mission (your discretion) (the f-?) You think I treat my baby mama like I'm Tristan? (your discretion) They Twitter talkin', they treat life like a fiction (yeah, yeah) Everybody 'round me get to blitzin' (Brrt) (your discretion) This a six-figure vehicle (it's your discretion) Still park it on the front street (your discretion) I'm a codeine drinker (yeah, yeah) (your discretion) She a Taylor Port junkie Soon as you touched down, be prepared (you touched down, be prepared) I'm way higher than you Heard you're tryna turn off a T (turn off a T) I'm gettin' tired of the usual, oh She keep livin' life off of memes (your discretion), (livin' life off of memes) yeah You don't even post none of you (your discretion) Tell the waitress, "Don't forget the 19" (your discretion) (yeah, yeah) All the pretty girls love 42 (your discretion) (yeah, yeah) (Your discretion) (It's your discretion, yeah) (Your discretion)

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