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chill it out - tse rick lyrics

[intro]
i dont care
ricky, why is he not answering his phone?
for real, you over there getting f*cked? you over there getting f*cked, b*tch
yop yop, said im back
(yo, iron chopped th*)
you know what the f*ck going on
im back
alright
[verse 1]
my brother said to stay off the net we need to chill it out (chill it out)
im mad as h*ll my b*tch keep catching me like how you figure out (how the f*ck)
i heard your money getting little because yall in a drought
still hot as f*ck we gotta pack it up and move it to the south
n*ggas always like to talk alot they like to run they mouth (yop)
and 20k just bust it down with ? its a new account (dumbass n*gga)
lately ? cause a diffеrent route
how the f*ck you tеll me run it up you ain’t got none now, n*gga
i know yall n*ggas heard about that one sh*t (grah, grah grah)
speak about it ima up this b*tch and hit bro whole wig
these n*ggas cap like i just got a gun just won’t shoot sh*t
im mad as f*ck cuz i just shot ? really lost my mitt
im right back in the field you better grab yo bl!ck
cause i know n*ggas tryna x me out so i grab my stick
okay im dropping h*lla 5 cuz its still f*ck 5th
these f*ck n*ggas keep talking out they mouth come on do some then (lebron james)
b*tch, im with big 3 and they is not my friends, n*gga
these my blood brothers and we been locked in (okay)
im in this b*tch booted off 10s i do not take xans
this freaky b*tch she got me quick nutting im finna slip back in
you wanna see lil rick smilin go and tap bro head
b*tch im the type to stack my f*cking chicken till i make my ends
my lil brother keep throwing bs cause ?
like i never really gave a f*ck you can ask my kin
this my brother name and we all gon spin n*gga
grah, grah, grah, grah
im back n*gga, i said im back boy
[verse 2]
uh
im beating on my chest like a whole ape
wait till i see you n*ggas ? broad day
this f*ck n*gga got hit all in his sh*t for tryna think we gang
its f*ck the opps like all they do is troll they ain’t got no j
okay, you got a rolex now but why the face look fake
i really hate them n*ggas hate they guts i hope they all get spanked
my bruddas ass he play it sweet like fuzz ain’t no saint
this dumb n*gga was standing on the block and got left in the paint
b*tch, im loading up for real yall n*ggas got me turnt
i was gon f*ck this pretty b*tch but the tw*t came ?
dont give a f*ck shoot this 30 until they all disperse
a perky 10 another perky 10 im tryna hide my hurt
[outro]
n*gga
lets go im back, im f*cking back n*gga
im back, on they necks n*gga shoutout ?

- tse rick lyrics

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