Kyd Money - No Chill Lyrics

(K.M)
Ridin' wit' my dogs (Woof) got my face hangin' out the window
Let me off the leash I got ya' bitch purrin' on the window
(Meow)
Niggas' in they feelings 'cause they let the bitch drive em' crazy
Ridin' wit' some savages so don't you eva' leave ya' lady
Untouchable like the end of a lightsaber
Drownin' in her pussy call her areola lifesaver
Legs wide open panties wet shes a masturbator
Money is the motive benjamin is the instigator
Yeah Yeah (Yeah Yeah)
Full story f*ck the half of it
I want the details fell asleep hearing half of it
Revenge is pleasant like f*ckin' on ya' main bitch
(F*ck em')
But more dangerous when you find out who you f*ckin' wit'
(F*ck em')
My niggas' chemist and they leave me wit' the algebra
Pockets so fat benjamin pocket dialed ya'
Genie to these bitch's stealing jasmine f*ck Aladdin nigga'
(Got em')
Gun to my face my enemy said why you laughing nigga'
(Yeah Yeah)
You other rappers shitty like you beneath me
I'm shutting shit down like Breezy did Karrueche
(Ha)
I got dope dick I make my bitch lean
My BM still addicted like I'm swimmin' in her bloodstream
(Yeah Yeah)
Welcome home set the Glock near the holy bible
Weed in my nails I made a deal from across the Bayous
Why that pistol shakin' he ain't ready someone help the kid
(Nah)
Glock to his nose smelt a bullet tried to help the kid
(Tried)
Should be dead if I was livin' off my dog years
(What?)
Would give the brawd' puppies if she wasn't in her bitch years
Nigga' heard me spit and I made him change careers
Ballin' on you niggas' sinkin' shots like I'm Paul Peirce
Yeah
Real recognize the real
(Yeah)
Eatin' swine in the morning she was the baddest' cop foreal'
All I got is fire nigga'
(Yeah)
Hot as magma nigga' no chill
(Yeah)
Hit the stu' with ammo nigga'
(Yeah)
Dropping clips make ya' head peel
(Yeah)
Yeah
I got the mind to make ya' mouth drop
And an ego that tends to make her jaw lock
Not perpetrating did my time for the green man
Dick so dope (OOOOO) she say I'm her favorite weed man
(That's right)
Phat ass hair cut like amber rose
(What?)
Walking towards a nigga' all I'm seein' is her camel toe
Took her to the crib had her bouncin' in her cameo
(What)
Sex so good had her squirtin' on the video
(Okay!)
Hold on
You want a feature need to pay for it
The way I see it if you got it then you made for it
(Okay)
Hittin' home runs in the dark 'cause a nigga' brave
Breakin' every chain call me Django cause I free a slave
Hold on
You the hottest on the block
I put the block through hell when I step on the spot
(Hot)
If ya' baby mama bad I'll let you know when she give it to me
Smashed her in the room and told her friend she ain't give it to me
Yeah Yeah
Young nigga' wit' a big punch
Boujee wit' it like to take bitches out to brunch
Fleein' from the scene til my girl say the jig is up
Sprayin' at her head bitches know she don't give a f*ck
Astonishin' man I leave these bitches mind blown
Get out of line now you talkin' to a dial tone
Travel with the money now you know what trip that I'm on
Talkin' bout' the money now you really singin' my song
I'm done
(That shit hard)