Chillin lyrics

[Intro: Troy Ave]
It's that feel good right here
You had a long day at work, you got off
Just got some money, it's Friday, you got paid
It's that weekend music, you know what I mean?
The weekend sh*t
Uh, alright, alright

[Chorus: Troy Ave]
Uh, I'm just ridin' on some chillin' sh*t
With a bad little joint, feelin' good and sh*t
And we've been drinkin' so we kinda hit
But I'ma smoke just a little bit
I'm just ridin' on some chillin' sh*t
With a bad little joint, feelin' good and sh*t
And we've been drinkin' so we kinda hit (Uh, hit)
But I'ma smoke just a little bit

[Verse 1: Troy Ave]
Tank top on with my big chain
Ridin' through my city, nuttin' but a G thang
Money in my pockets, sh*t, I'm gettin' checks (Checks)
Just got a text, read, "My pus*y wet"
Twenty minutes later, pull up at a store
She a bad little b*tch but I don't [?] (Never)
Go and get a bottle from the store (Alright, alright)
Slow sippin', if I'm trippin' I'ma hit it raw (Nah)
Grand papers filled with the weed, smoke that
Now I got the feelin' that I need
I'm feelin' her and she feellin' me (Come on)
But feelin' love's for the suckers, B
We could f*ck if we both agree
And if I spill a nut, she gon' eat the peas (You do that)
I double L for the mornin' after
And I'm a real n*gga, double on tantrum
[Chorus: Troy Ave]
Uh, I'm just ridin' on some chillin' sh*t
With a bad little joint, feelin' good and sh*t
And we've been drinkin' so we kinda hit
But I'ma smoke just a little bit
I'm just ridin' on some chillin' sh*t
With a bad little joint, feelin' good and sh*t
And we've been drinkin' so we kinda hit
But I'ma smoke just a little bit

[Verse 2: Mac Miller]
Still ridin' in the backseat, listenin' to Max B
Thousand dollar belt buckle holdin' up my khakis
It ain't nothin', I ain't ballin', I'm just playin' round
Kinda wish my b*tch stayed around
Still ride slow when I'm smokin' my Dro
Still keep it low from the f*ckin' Five-O
Still ain't got a penny for any of these hoes
Still gettin' chose, still gettin' throat
Still let a b*tch suck my di*k while I'm on the mic
Still call that ho a fiend 'cause she on the pipe
And my mom still tell me I ain't talkin' right
Still bring my homies with me when I'm on a flight
I ain't sellin' on the Ave., shout to [?]
Still chillin' with some b*tches, watchin' Belly, smokin' hash
For the Oprah cash, give a f*ck about a badge
'Til I spaz goin' fast, hundred-twenty on the dash
Know some raps, that ain't sh*t, man, that's easy to me
It's funny 'cause it's money like Jesus to me
How it be, my b*tch Japanese
Shout to French Montana, still I'm mac with cheese
[Chorus: Troy Ave]
Uh, I'm just ridin' on some chillin' sh*t (On some chillin' sh*t)
With a bad little joint, feelin' good and sh*t (I'm feelin' good and sh*t)
And we've been drinkin' so we kinda hit (Uh-huh, hit)
But I'ma smoke just a little bit (Clap, clap, clap)
I'm just ridin' on some chillin' sh*t (Hey)
With a bad little joint, feelin' good and sh*t (Hey)
And we've been drinkin' so we kinda hit (Clap, clap)
But I'ma smoke just a little bit

[Verse 3: Troy Ave]
n*gga, in the hood and I'm kinda heavy (For real)
I just bought a two-pack, not a Makaveli
Ideal, it's slick talk f*cked up birds
First of the month, gone by the third, yessir
If you don't hustle, then you won't relate
Bricks in my backpack, n*ggas on it late (Powder)
It's all good, n*ggas only cake
On my way up out the hood, n*ggas show me hate
I need that, believe that (Come on)
Fuel to my fire, fire up the weed (Alright, alright)
Pack loud than a motherf*cker
I'm ballin' hard, baby, [?]
In the [?], and a pair of shades
Got the club goin' crazy and I'm center stage (Hey!)
Puttin' on for my city
Got a bunch of fly b*tches and my real n*ggas with me
[Chorus: Troy Ave]
Uh, I'm just ridin' on some chillin' sh*t
With a bad little joint, feelin' good and sh*t
And we've been drinkin' so we kinda hit (Uh-huh, hit)
But I'ma smoke just a little bit (Clap, clap, clap)
I'm just ridin' on some chillin' sh*t (Hey)
With a bad little joint, feelin' good and sh*t (Hey)
And we've been drinkin' so we kinda hit (Clap, clap)
But I'ma smoke just a little bit

[Outro: Troy Ave]
I'ma smoke just a little bit, I'ma smoke just a little bit
I'ma smoke just a little bit
Money-makin' Mac, let me get a hit
'Cause I'ma smoke just a little bit, and I'ma smoke just a little bit
I'ma smoke just a little bit
I'm sellin' powder, n*gga, get a sniff
What the f*ck is up? sh*t
[?]