No Chill Freestyle lyrics

by

Southside



[Intro]
You know what the f*ck goin' on

[Verse]
Aye, I be fresh as hell like it's Easter
I take all the eyes off the preachers
I be runnin' sh*t with my feet up
And these b*tches still can't keep up
I been killin' sh*t like the reaper
A b*tch'll still get beat up
f*ck yo attitude 'cuz I'm meaner
A b*tch better watch her demeanor

[Verse]
A b*tch on my head, that's cap a lot
Ion talk, I just rap a lot
I know a n*gga that'll slap a hoe
He don't give a f*ck if you bad or not
I could show a n*gga how to bag a thot
b*tches on my di*k, they gag a lot
I told my n*gga not to flash his bread
But he got cash he gon' brag a lot

[Verse]
I seen yo ex, shе is not no dime
Know damn well I am not yo kind
Think you finna play me how you play wit hеr?
Boy, you [?] as f*ck
You done lost yo mind
Harder than all these hoes combined
Hard to touch, I'm not hard to find
These b*tches rap like it's hard to rhyme
When Kash spit, they gon' fall in line
[Verse]
I said, "f*ck a n*gga, I don't need em"
If that b*tch a dog, I'mma breed her
Ion wanna hear about this other hoe
'cuz I know the b*tch can't keep him
I got no chill, no freezer
I'm hot as f*ck like fevers
Any b*tch say she don't like Kash
Wouldn't buck if she was a beaver

[Verse]
Look, I know these n*ggas in love with me
Can't get enough of me
But I got a couple b*tches who don't f*ck wit me'
'cuz they can't f*ck wit me
But I got a couple n*ggas that'll buss for me
And they gon' buss for free
You might think you feel it
But you never touchin' me
You know what's up wit me
b*tch

[Outro]
And we still hoppin' out the car on these hoes
(Let's roll)
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