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Cash BFD X C Nellz - 84 Chillin' (feat. Paper Ova) Lyrics



Cash BFD X C Nellz - 84 Chillin' (feat. Paper Ova) Lyrics




Uh, I said say my name
Cause I'm sick of these
Subliminal raps all this drug talk
Like you really been in the trap
If I point the killers at you
Ima send em with straps
They Will Smith a nigga
Put ya men up in black
These niggas is wack
Ot trips I did that
Cops stop me while I'm walking
With hammers I hid that
If you see me with a bad ass model
I slid that I'm jussayin
If I wrote that shit I lived that
Money over bitches
Cause hoes will f*ck with ya brain
Like a conductor I used to have
The work on the train
I don't wanna hear shit
About you bucking ya thing
Cause you the type to see debo
And tuck in ya chain these niggas is lame
What you want the rifle or nine
Pop you then take the spot that's rightfully mine
If I say it to you ill say to ya team
You can die like Martin Luther for selling a dream
The f*ck do you mean
I aint gone start with you niggas
But I will pull up double park on you niggas
Make it awkward for niggas
When I walk up on niggas
Pull the bull dog out and start barking on niggas Boom

Nigga I been chilling on my own block
Killing em dealing got my own spot
No ceiling and I'm peeling in a chrome drop
Chrome Glock but the beamer nigga on top
Nigga I been chilling on my own block
Killing em dealing got my own spot
No ceiling and I'm peeling in a chrome drop
Chrome Glock but the beamer nigga on top
Nigga I been chilling on my own block
Killing em dealing got my own spot
No ceiling and I'm peeling in a chrome drop
Chrome Glock but the beamer nigga on top

Balenciaga's homie got the game tied
We in benihana's meeting with the main line
How I'm eating off a nigga when the Caine mine
Bodies was a hobby now the shit is paying fine
They say I'm looking to comfortable
Im In the kitchen cooking if you coming through
My man had to book a nigga run and shoot
We still crooked look at what its coming to
Ya hand in a million if you weighing raw
Im in abandon building nigga with a k or more
I know the damn feeling nigga I ain't staying poor
When you gram dealing take em back to 84
Broads in the coupe open up the roof top
Stars on the roof smoking on the moon rock
Squad on the stoop we opened on a new spot
Volver in the boot that only took a 2 shot nellzzz

Nigga I been chilling on my own block
Killing em dealing got my own spot
No ceiling and I'm peeling in a chrome drop
Chrome Glock but the beamer nigga on top
Nigga I been chilling on my own block
Killing em dealing got my own spot
No ceiling and I'm peeling in a chrome drop
Chrome Glock but the beamer nigga on top
Nigga I been chilling on my own block
Killing em dealing got my own spot
No ceiling and I'm peeling in a chrome drop
Chrome Glock but the beamer nigga on top

Im in a drug catalog and I'm ordering weight
The block like a drive thru fiends pull up
Make a order then wait
Red carpet when I walk through the rafe
Everything's copesthetic but the roof
It keep walking away
Hoes love me from them things I drive in
But when I pull up bet they all give me
They undivided if I tell the dealer maybe
Listen ladies that don't mean I'm undecided
Thats short for the Maybach with the curtain
Way back treat em like puff I give em nut
And tell em take that its money to be made
F*ck y'all think I'm here for
Big bags on me like I'm walking through the air port
Niggas looking stressed I see a lot of hair loss
And my bitch bag the same price as what her hair cost
Y'all was just broke now all I hear is bag talk
So what I do I'm just laughing my f*cking ass off

Nigga I been chilling on my own block
Killing em dealing got my own spot
No ceiling and I'm peeling in a chrome drop
Chrome Glock but the beamer nigga on top
Nigga I been chilling on my own block
Killing em dealing got my own spot
No ceiling and I'm peeling in a chrome drop
Chrome Glock but the beamer nigga on top
Nigga I been chilling on my own block
Killing em dealing got my own spot
No ceiling and I'm peeling in a chrome drop
Chrome Glock but the beamer nigga on top
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Uh, I said say my name
Cause I'm sick of these
Subliminal raps all this drug talk
Like you really been in the trap
If I point the killers at you
Ima send em with straps
They Will Smith a nigga
Put ya men up in black
These niggas is wack
Ot trips I did that
Cops stop me while I'm walking
With hammers I hid that
If you see me with a bad ass model
I slid that I'm jussayin
If I wrote that shit I lived that
Money over bitches
Cause hoes will f*ck with ya brain
Like a conductor I used to have
The work on the train
I don't wanna hear shit
About you bucking ya thing
Cause you the type to see debo
And tuck in ya chain these niggas is lame
What you want the rifle or nine
Pop you then take the spot that's rightfully mine
If I say it to you ill say to ya team
You can die like Martin Luther for selling a dream
The f*ck do you mean
I aint gone start with you niggas
But I will pull up double park on you niggas
Make it awkward for niggas
When I walk up on niggas
Pull the bull dog out and start barking on niggas Boom

Nigga I been chilling on my own block
Killing em dealing got my own spot
No ceiling and I'm peeling in a chrome drop
Chrome Glock but the beamer nigga on top
Nigga I been chilling on my own block
Killing em dealing got my own spot
No ceiling and I'm peeling in a chrome drop
Chrome Glock but the beamer nigga on top
Nigga I been chilling on my own block
Killing em dealing got my own spot
No ceiling and I'm peeling in a chrome drop
Chrome Glock but the beamer nigga on top

Balenciaga's homie got the game tied
We in benihana's meeting with the main line
How I'm eating off a nigga when the Caine mine
Bodies was a hobby now the shit is paying fine
They say I'm looking to comfortable
Im In the kitchen cooking if you coming through
My man had to book a nigga run and shoot
We still crooked look at what its coming to
Ya hand in a million if you weighing raw
Im in abandon building nigga with a k or more
I know the damn feeling nigga I ain't staying poor
When you gram dealing take em back to 84
Broads in the coupe open up the roof top
Stars on the roof smoking on the moon rock
Squad on the stoop we opened on a new spot
Volver in the boot that only took a 2 shot nellzzz

Nigga I been chilling on my own block
Killing em dealing got my own spot
No ceiling and I'm peeling in a chrome drop
Chrome Glock but the beamer nigga on top
Nigga I been chilling on my own block
Killing em dealing got my own spot
No ceiling and I'm peeling in a chrome drop
Chrome Glock but the beamer nigga on top
Nigga I been chilling on my own block
Killing em dealing got my own spot
No ceiling and I'm peeling in a chrome drop
Chrome Glock but the beamer nigga on top

Im in a drug catalog and I'm ordering weight
The block like a drive thru fiends pull up
Make a order then wait
Red carpet when I walk through the rafe
Everything's copesthetic but the roof
It keep walking away
Hoes love me from them things I drive in
But when I pull up bet they all give me
They undivided if I tell the dealer maybe
Listen ladies that don't mean I'm undecided
Thats short for the Maybach with the curtain
Way back treat em like puff I give em nut
And tell em take that its money to be made
F*ck y'all think I'm here for
Big bags on me like I'm walking through the air port
Niggas looking stressed I see a lot of hair loss
And my bitch bag the same price as what her hair cost
Y'all was just broke now all I hear is bag talk
So what I do I'm just laughing my f*cking ass off

Nigga I been chilling on my own block
Killing em dealing got my own spot
No ceiling and I'm peeling in a chrome drop
Chrome Glock but the beamer nigga on top
Nigga I been chilling on my own block
Killing em dealing got my own spot
No ceiling and I'm peeling in a chrome drop
Chrome Glock but the beamer nigga on top
Nigga I been chilling on my own block
Killing em dealing got my own spot
No ceiling and I'm peeling in a chrome drop
Chrome Glock but the beamer nigga on top
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Writer: Cornell Robertson, Curtis Little
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