Vic Mensa - No Chill lyrics

(Intro) Yeah, hooligans No chill, no chill, no chill, no chill No chill, no chill, no chill, no chill (Verse 1) I told Sonny warm the beat up, sh** is freezin’, he ain’t got no chill I ain’t got none either, keep a flow right off the heater To my team I’m Derek Jeter, I got hits, I’m in the field With a halo on my deal, I signed to Hov, I’m lightskin Jesus Hallelujah, hallelujah, you do you, more power to ya I’mma test drive that xDrive, p**y wetter, just got baptized I’m a franchise, you a fraction, n***as broke, can’t pay attention I got drive, she tryin’ to screwdrive, guess I got to do it drill Ayy, we’ve been up since Friday, gettin’ drunk and poppin’ seal Magic stick all on that a**, b**h, I’m David Copperfield You a fan, don’t it blow you that this sh** just hot as hell I’m with Skrillex and we chillin’, but we still ain’t got no chill (Hook) No chill, no chill, no chill, no chill, for real No chill, no chill, no chill, no chill, for real Hallelujah, hallelujah, I was born ready But my shooters got shooters, they was born ready Practice, what the f** is practice? What the f** is practice? Hallelujah, hallelujah, yeah But my shooters got shooters, they was born ready (Verse 2) On the phone with ‘Ye, he on the plane He say, “What’s up, n***a?” I don’t know, not these f**-n***as Oh yeah, we was up, n***a Got the new Beamer on razor blades Stephen Curry on CP3 You f**ed up, won’t make the plays f** with us, they make your grave n***as talk a lot of sh**, but they don’t say enough Problems as deep as my pockets is, my Uzi weigh a ton I’m a Hyde Park hooligan, you goofy, that’s just where I’m from Choppin’ sh** like the Karate Kid, not Will and Jada’s son I got SAVEMONEY, they with me now, so go and get you some Plus my bands old enough, I could f** with my older sister’s friend Now my n***as try to clown me when I told ’em they was probably Same n***as talkin’ sh**, lookin’ sh**ty, get the bounty (Hook) No chill, no chill, no chill, no chill, for real No chill, no chill, no chill, no chill, for real Hallelujah, hallelujah, I was born ready But my shooters got shooters, they was born ready Practice, what the f** is practice? What the f** is practice? Hallelujah, hallelujah, yeah But my shooters got shooters, they was born ready (Outro) No chill, no chill, no chill, no chill, for real No chill, no chill, no chill, no chill, for real No chill, no chill, no chill, no chill, for real No chill, no chill, no chill, no chill, for real I was born ready (for real) I was born ready Don’t you know that we for real? Don’t you know that we for real? n***a, for real For real n***a, for real For real n***a, for real