Chill Bill (Remix)

[Verse 1: Rob $tone]

Rob $tone, two damn phones

Babylons can't crack the code

Used to sip out styrofoam

But figured I should stick to dro (Weed!)

Backwoods overload

Don't like to smoke them Swishers, hoe (Yup!)

If you hit my liquor store

It's 50 cents for single Ports

[Chorus: Rob $tone]

Said she wanna roll with me and smoke up all my weed (What?)

I said, "Baby, just buy dutches cause you can't smoke for free"

I got some loud but no money, babe, buy me a Fiji

She said you need a job, bitch, fuck a job, I still get cheese

[Verse 2: D.R.A.M.]

Yeah, yeah, Big Baby

She all on me cause my dick crazy

Black, dark Patrick Swayze

Feel like I am in the mid-80s

Cause I am a real rockstar

Really did a song with Neil Young

Day ones hit the block hard

The block is where I get these pills from, yah, yeah

I don't even know just how I ended up here

I mean I got here from the grind, but how I get in this chair?

I mean I only popped a Xan and drank some liquor and beer

You say you couldn't understand me cause I'm not speakin' clear

I be gettin' pussy in zombie mode (Mode)

The reason is because I don't recall it, yo (Yo)

I woke up wishing that she'd call me though (Yo)

Only thing that I remember is she slide me slow

[Chorus: Rob $tone]

Said she wanna roll with me and smoke up all my weed (What?)

I said, "Baby, just buy dutches cause you can't smoke for free"

I got some loud but no money, babe, buy me a Fiji

She said you need a job, bitch fuck a job I still get cheese

[Verse 3: Denzel Curry]

Super high, you just might need a receiver

Sativa, two liters, I might need a re-up

I'm dorky, I'm geeked up, 3 phones and a beeper, bust it

Still couldn't reach me without the antenna

Eyes open wide, that is my panorama

Panoramic view, and the scene is so beautiful

Blowin' Os, that's a hula hoop, beat the pussy like Fruity Loops

I'm the realest nigga ever, it's a fact cause I'm livin' proof

Now I'm high, I'm really high, I feel my face is numbing

Feeling that I'm born again, I am the second coming

Simon says get out my head

That's what my thoughts would tell me

Now the mockingbird is dead, my memories would tell me

[Verse 4: Cousin Stizz]

I'm the fuckin' Fresh Prince, yeah

But right now I'm Ill Bill (Yeah)

Akon, I still kill

Burnin' these hundreds like lil' bills (Yeah)

My life is cold

I think about it and feel chills

My dogs is hungry for big meals (My dogs is hungry)

I just count money and peel seals (Yeah)

Pour up a pint

Roll me one nice cause I'm wavy, no gills here (Ayy!)

What it look like? (What it look like?)

I'm gettin' love from the hood cause I'm still there (Yeah)

When I get right on the charts like I live there

Niggas be old news and act like we still care

She wanna ride me like steerin' wheel (Yeah)

Girl, it's the morning, you still here?

I thought I told you I'm good on these hoes (I thought I told you)

I just need money to get me some more

Callin' my plug like, "Ayy what it hit for?"

Been on my grind even when I was broke (Yeah, yeah)

From the corners, hell yeah that's for sure (Yeah that's for sure)

We up, niggas, never been here before

Ain't no limits when you kick in the door (Kick in the door)

Damn, she said I'm chill, yeah I know

[Chorus: Rob $tone]

Said she wanna roll with me and smoke up all my weed (What?)

I said, "Baby, just buy dutches cause you can't smoke for free"

I got some loud but no money, babe, buy me a Fiji

She said you need a job, bitch, fuck a job, I still get cheese