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Giallo Point feat. SmooVth

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Chill Pill lyrics by Giallo Point, SmooVth

Intro
What up ‘Llo? (What up?)

Verse 1
A lot of love when he spoke
Fast money, no tax, gotta love how it go
Abusin’ pens since I was nine years old, remember niggas like
„Yo, just be careful who you in your folds”, just get it and go
I take this shit with a grain of salt
I bang your bitch with my name engraved
Sex slave since Janet Jackson was singin’ „Escapade”
That Marciano, hit ‘em with that parade
I took it out the box and left it there
I stashed the cracks in my socks and left ‘em there
Edible arrangements, we talkin’ grapes and pears
Steaks is medium rare, vision impaired, my glass in the air
And pass the toast to the youngin, told ‘em, „Butter that”
He knock your head off infront of cats
We launder cash through the laundromat
And that’s a fact, let ‘em tell you no different, I put ‘em on to that

Chorus
Relax and take a chill pill
We do it for the thrill of this
Feelin’ this while they committin’ felonies
Pride, greed, lust, and jealousy
Relax and take a chill pill
We do it for the thrill of this
Feelin’ this while they committin’ felonies
Pride, greed, lust, and jealousy

Verse 2
The soul food in Memphis soundin’ real good now
When shit hit the fan, I’m out the hood now
A box of chocolates, I pop the lock with a flathead
U-Haul the rest, slid the whip on the flatbed
With „Hempstead” tatted on my chest, I represent
Nevertheless, my shit fresh out the Pyrex
Way above your pay grade, steady chattin’ laughin’
Always had a thing for Paula Patton
Imagine, yo, what happend to cuz with the Acura?
Wrap this shit, sole survivor the passenger
Then clapped ‘em up, typical thing we numb to
A blunt, some kung fu, Sun Tzu, The Art of War
World tours, converted the chrome rims
Buckskin Timbs, the .380 tucked in
See, I ain’t really give a fuck then
Wasn’t much I wasn’t up in, yeah

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