Moneybagg Yo - No Chill Lyrics | BollywoodTracksLyrics

'No Chill' Lyrics is the latest song performed by 'Moneybagg Yo' from the album 'Time Served-Deluxe'. The song featuring Lil Baby & Rylo Rodriguez and the lyric is written by Southside, Rylo Rodriguez, Lil Baby & Moneybagg Yo. The music is produced by Southside & the song was released at 'Moneybagg Yo' Official youtube channel on May 15th, 2020.

Song Details:

Song: No Chill
Artist: Moneybagg Yo
Featuring: Lil Baby & Rylo Rodriguez
Producer: Southside
Album: Time Served (Deluxe)
Writer: Southside, Rylo Rodriguez, Lil Baby & Moneybagg Yo
Music Label: Moneybagg Yo
Released Date: May 15th, 2020.

No Chill - Lyrics

Tried to dumb me down but I am too rich to act like I was poor
Gucci store, seventy-five hundred on a leather coat
Free the bro, yeah, I probably say that shit in every song
That corner store held me down, I didn't have nowhere else to go
We kicking doors, Brendan had no clothes, his mom was on the dope
We switching up got our hands on a pistol, we started sticking up
Just give it up, he got a bad temper, he will be quick to bust

My life was rough, we weren't going to school, we tryna run it up
Walk to the bluff, free lil Jaqq and D, can't say that shit enough
Stolen truck, we got on the chase but we had got away
Antonio make it, Lupo caught the case, that shit there was crazy
Marco survived, he got in another Wraith, somebody died
I been in the streets since I was nine, for real
Think this money got me traumatized, I aingt got no time to chill
I know if a bitch won't, then my mama will
I can't lie, I popped a lot of pills to get me in my mode, 
But I can't take more
All this pain, I do not know how to feel
I was taught if you gonna take it, go on and take it, 
I do not know how to steal
Fuck the opps, we gotta kill
Slide back on the same drill
Let the stick head out the window, I ama drive the wheel-Go

All-white my teeth, I had to travel overseas-G's
Lil bitch want a blessing, told her to fuckk me until she sneeze-Achoo
Baguettes in my Cartiers, they keep asking, 
"What are these?"-What's that?
CoCo from the floor up, all I rock is double-C's-Chane-ne
No slowing down a shot with BGE, 
We having all the pounds
Ja Morant, 12, bows in the air, 
Called him and dunked it down
He hiding out, I just got the drop, 
He on my side of town
I am fresh to death, had on Balenci' runners, 
But I walked em down-Brr
Lil' bitch bad, she calls me daddy like I am her father figure-Woo
Triple beam under the bed cause I can't wait to hit em-Can't wait
You know the rules, can't bust a move if I aingt got my pistol-Can't to do that
Count it up a half a mill then get a finger blister-Blue cheese bag, ayy
This shit ugly, shit get mad real-Mad real
Two hitters behind me, they-my adlibs-Go, go
Put on every chain, still ain't got time to chill-Woo

Choose the one you want, attention or a hundred mil'-Which one?
n****s do not be on shit no more, so I do not do favors
Dior, Louis V, Amiri, I got on a few flavors-Drip
Gang-gang air this bitch out like a food saver
He wanna be famous, fuck it, put him cross the newspaper-Bow

Cuban link around my neck even though I am a n***a, yeah
Tennis chains, I'd probably shoot my shot with Serena Williams-Yeah, yeah
I did some shit Beyoncé way 'fore I heard about Jigga-about Jigga
Where I am from, you got a family one, you still gotta keep a pistol
Weigh it down and trap it-Trap it, weigh it up in the plastic-Trapping
Lil ho, she too savage, fuckinng her friend baby daddy
I had to crash in the trap house, that bitch had too much traffic
I know Joey shoot this bitch like Stackhouse like he plays for the Mavericks
Rolling, geeking in the club, who wanna?
She said she let me fuck, I was just finna ask if my dawg hit it
I witnessed some dope boys six figures, they got rich off midget
I had fucked a cougar, she aingt even know these thousand-dollar britches

You can't be playing with these n****s, can't be playing with these hoes
All a youngin know are doors locked even though keys open doors
Know it's open safe, me and my woman getting cake
No money in my, I left it at the bank
Cake on the outfit, I wore it two days
Sixteen hundred on some Hi-Tech drank it in two days
Heard reports, so he about to get
If I die 'fore all my opps, make sure they get spinned

Aventador, eighty-thousand, Chevrolet
Aventador, eighty-thousand, Chevrolet
Aventador, eighty-thousand, Chevrolet

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