Chillin' (feat. Matte Roxx)

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Aelo Beats & Yung Godzuki

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(Aelo)
(Hahahaha nick you're stupid)
Stacking up my pesos
2 Lines in the faygo
Marijane my main hoe
just chillin smoking indo
Always keep a spliff rolled
Get high than i lay low
If a pussy hatin
We’ll give your mans halo
Stacking up my pesos
2 Lines in the faygo
Marijane my main hoe
Just chillin smoking indo
Always keep a spliff rolled
Get high than i lay low
If a pussy hatin
We’ll give your mans halo
Give your mans halo
Yeah with this drakeo
Counting up my queso
Well I’m smoking guava
Mix it with some zaza
Extendo on the choppa
Eyes stay bloodshot
Red like a lobsta
Got my bitch in prada
I’m grindin for them dollas
Have my baby off a perc
Yeah like she sada
Rappin and i’m ballin
I feel like dame dolla
Chillin back in east la
Sippin on shasta
In the range rover
Smoking on these kobras
Versace colone
This dro be my odor
Young and i’m a stoner
F*ck being sober
Love smoking blunts
Cause the weed burn slower
Big blunt tokin
Sativa what i’m smokin
Dope got me chokin
Hoes i be ghostin
Blunts by the ocean
Puff and im holdin
Desert eagle stainless
And it’s all golden
Stacking up my pesos
2 Lines in the faygo
Marijane my main hoe
Just chillin smoking indo
Always keep a spliff rolled
Get high than i lay low
If a pussy hatin
We’ll give your mans halo
Stacking up my pesos
2 Lines in the faygo
Marijane my main hoe
Just chillin smoking indo
Always keep a spliff rolled
Get high than i lay low
If a pussy hatin
We’ll give your mans halo
I don’t listen, uh, like a bad kid
She no mistress, uh, she my bad bitch
Off the uppers, huh, i’m a savage
On a mission, yeah, to live lavish
I make whole songs in my head, i’m a genius
Off the drugs, bitch, landing on venus
Keep me a 50, like gilbert arenas
Shawty slim thick, melanin, like serena
On my dummy shit, you know we get it brackin
Even if i’m high, you’ll never catch me lackin
If he get up in my way we get to blastin
Live like a rockstar, then back to trappin
With this music shit, i deserve a masters
Without a father, i done made it, i’m a bastard
Had to race for it, life move faster
Give a f*ck about religion, f*ck a pastor
I’m a real, rich, n**** from the ghetto
She gon’ do what i say, ‘cause i said so
She got attached, shawty need to let go
Diors all up on my feet nah you can’t get those
Off the substance, i got substance, bitch i’m special
She said she miss the old me she sentimental
Messin’ wit my money, nah, that’s detrimental
Feels like im on top, like i’m blessed hoe

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