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von chillliboi
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I′m begging, please let's cook, my head spinning
I know I fucked up, my head tripping
Can′t hold a fake smile, I'm drowning in the liquor
I can't apologize, you′re a bitch
I′m on my own, like a man, two glocks let it blam
Spent 250 on some grams, now I need another plan
My eyes bloodshot, I'm high but I′m low
I'll die all alone, somebody take me home, yea (home, yea)
Somebody take me home, yea (home, yea)
It′s Chilli on the track, katana on my back
I do not play around, please keep quiet when I rap
Shhhhhh!!!
Or imma slash you
If you diss my crew then please don't let me catch you
If I can land your room, then can I not crack too?
Was it really wrong to ask you?
When im feeling low and the function got no hoes
I will not stick around, I′m pulling out
Catch me going home, yeah (home, yea)
Home, yeah (home, yea)
Real shit, heavy dogging on a thick bitch
Thot feining like a ho that just craves dick
Sip on gin, got me drunk, I just need a bitch
Magazine just got emptied, trigger finger glitch
Ok, bring a ho, put a pole on a-
223, spin for sure, let's go on a ride
Fuck these bitches, I just need a ride or die
Baby girl, I'm tipsy, but at least now I′m home yea (home, yea)
I am now at home yea (home, yea)
(Home, yea)
(Home, yea)
I know I fucked up, my head tripping
Can′t hold a fake smile, I'm drowning in the liquor
I can't apologize, you′re a bitch
I′m on my own, like a man, two glocks let it blam
Spent 250 on some grams, now I need another plan
My eyes bloodshot, I'm high but I′m low
I'll die all alone, somebody take me home, yea (home, yea)
Somebody take me home, yea (home, yea)
It′s Chilli on the track, katana on my back
I do not play around, please keep quiet when I rap
Shhhhhh!!!
Or imma slash you
If you diss my crew then please don't let me catch you
If I can land your room, then can I not crack too?
Was it really wrong to ask you?
When im feeling low and the function got no hoes
I will not stick around, I′m pulling out
Catch me going home, yeah (home, yea)
Home, yeah (home, yea)
Real shit, heavy dogging on a thick bitch
Thot feining like a ho that just craves dick
Sip on gin, got me drunk, I just need a bitch
Magazine just got emptied, trigger finger glitch
Ok, bring a ho, put a pole on a-
223, spin for sure, let's go on a ride
Fuck these bitches, I just need a ride or die
Baby girl, I'm tipsy, but at least now I′m home yea (home, yea)
I am now at home yea (home, yea)
(Home, yea)
(Home, yea)
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