Rob Stoner - Chill Bill lyrics

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, ho If you hit my liquor store It's 50 cents for single Ports Said she wanna roll with me and smoke up all my weed 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", b**h, f** a job, I still get cheese Two cell phones, Mr. Mothaf**-a-thot Mr. I Be On That Block, 12-07 f** an op They hear my name, they see my squad Rolling dope up on the spot I'm with your b**h, she on my jock Ain't got no time to love a thot Got n***as mad, my flow so hot Got n***as mad, my squad won't stop We in the game, won't take no loss I'm sippin' water out the Voss Got lean all in my f**in' Sprite Turnin' up on f**in' sight Mr. Kenny Powers Bout to take your girlfriend home tonight, b**h And I'm smokin' on that widow when you see it out the window Got a dusty old tee, lookin' bummy, leave it simple Growin' up, I was always in the middle So I gotta hold it down for my older and my little And my brothas beside me so f** it we mobbin' deep Always grimey, no findin' me but I be in LG If your lil' f**boy lame a** wanna creep I live by the lemon 'cause that f**a chose me Said she wanna roll with me and smoke up all my weed 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", b**h, f** a job, I still get cheese