LittleG (US) - Chillin' lyrics

[Hook] Chillin' with a blunt And the cops roll right by Im'a puff this sh** 'till I get them red eyes Always thinkin' bout How to get them dead guys Into my wallet Cuz I gotta survive [Verse 1] Laughin' around the round table with blunts Pa** 'em around while sounds are f**in bumped Snacking with pounds and mounds and bags of runts The munchies got me and now I'm giving up Smoking the blunt cuz food is what I want Dip out the compound and grab Wendy's for lunch Good neighbor discount total is $9.01 Give 'em ten bucks and the f**in change is so much I roll back heading upstairs to the mansion I overhear all the homies playing Smash Bros I go up grab the sticks to bash those Strangers and other homies that I know When I play, I got the sk**s its not close Well I thought I did but I lost Upset, threw the sticks down and got so Mad I went to the balcony for a bong toke [Hook] [Verse 2: Little G] H - O uno T, hot is what I claim to be I handle business so the business doesn't handle me Money is the root of how we parked this car with all this weed So f** you and your property cus smokin' is my first belief J - U - L - Y , I got a piece of mind The finer things in life have simply no words that can be described As long as I'm alive I will desire to get higher And this fire that keeps burning will pour out my soul and through my eyes A Couple shots and five hits until the ignorance was bliss Yo Dennis, hold my beer, off the balcony I pissed No cameras-no lights, no drama-no fights It was, hallucinogens that would change up the nights Pretty colors and lights and music crackin' and blastin' 'till everyone inside my mansion was happy laughin' This life gave me lemons I took em and made 'em happen I cut 'em up and squeezed 'em into yummy liquid pa**ion! [Hook]