Chill - Intellectual

[Intro: D Lil]

Aye, D Lil

Yuh, yuh, wait, yuh, yuh, yuh

[Chorus 1: D Lil]

Aye, chill

Stop nigga we are not popping motherfucking pills

Aye, chill

And you know we all got all the motherfucking skill

Aye, chill

And you know all my niggas are motherfucking real

Aye, chill

And you know it's D Lil with the motherfucking real

[Verse 1: D Lil]

Pull up to the motherfucking store

Got your bitch on the motherfucking floor

Aye, sleep like the motherfucking snore

In the cup we finna motherfucking poor

Like this, like that

Bout to hit you in the face with a fucking bat nigga

And you smell, runaway rat nigga

And you know the knowledge you 'bout to lack nigga

And you know we counting money with the racks nigga

Aye, aye, wait, aye, damn, aye

[Chorus 2: D Lil]

Aye, chill

Stop nigga we are not popping motherfucking pills

Aye, chill

And you know we all got all the motherfucking skill

Aye, chill

And you know all my niggas are motherfucking real

Aye, chill

And you know it's D Lil with the motherfucking real

[Verse 2]

Aye chill if you hot put a rag on it

What's this, it's your head with a bag

Puff puff in this bitch I don't pass on it

It's a blunt for every wolf in the pack on it

Wshh, I'm headed out

I'm going fishing finna cast on em'

And if they talking shit I might just put I cast on em'

I can't fuck with him because he keep them black on him

I'm just tryna get these motherfucking racks on em'

Blacked out then I blacked out

That boy went from trap house to next trap house

I can't smoke on any green I need that loud

And you acting real funny you're a fucking clown

Funny fucking clown

[Chorus 3: D Lil]

Aye, chill

Stop nigga we are not popping motherfucking pills

Aye, chill

And you know we all got all the motherfucking skill

Aye, chill

And you know all my niggas are motherfucking real

Aye, chill

And you know it's D Lil with the motherfucking real

Aye, chill

Stop nigga we are not popping motherfucking pills

Aye, chill

And you know we all got all the motherfucking skill

Aye, chill

And you know all my niggas are motherfucking real

Aye, chill

And you know it's D Lil with the motherfucking real

[Verse 3: D Lil]

I was chillin in the coupe

Got on blue, yelling fuck suu whoop

Got them army guns

Marching in place, scouting out the troops

Going in circles, back and forth

Going in a loop, wait, oou

Spray em' with the water

Don't mess with trump making niggas cross the border

Don't try to scare me 'cause I ain't scared of the horror

It ain't a gallon need some milk man that's a quarter

Sike, nigga its a dime

That nigga over there creepy like a mime

Watch your watch for the motherfucking time

These niggas sour like a motherfucking lime

[Chorus 4: D Lil]

Aye, chill

Stop nigga we are not popping motherfucking pills

Aye, chill

And you know we all got all the motherfucking skill

Aye, chill

And you know all my niggas are motherfucking real

Aye, chill

And you know it's D Lil with the motherfucking real