No Chill (Feat. Skrillex)

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    Yeah, hooligans
    No chill, no chill, no chill, no chill
    No chill, no chill, no chill, no chill

    I told sonny warm the beat up, shit is freezin', he ain't got no chill
    I ain't got none either, keep a flow right off the heater
    To my team I'm derek jeter, I got hits, I'm in the field
    With a halo on my deal, I signed to hov, I'm lightskin Jesus
    Hallelujah, hallelujah, you do you, more power to ya
    I'mma test drive that xdrive, pussy wetter, just got baptized
    I'm a franchise, you a fraction, niggas broke, can't pay attention
    I got drive, she tryin' to screwdrive, guess I got to do it drill
    Ayy, we've been up since friday, gettin' drunk and poppin' seal
    Magic stick all on that ass, bitch, I'm david copperfield
    You a fan, don't it blow you that this shit just hot as hell
    I'm with skrillex and we chillin', but we still ain't got no chill

    No chill, no chill, no chill, no chill, for real
    No chill, no chill, no chill, no chill, for real
    Hallelujah, hallelujah, I was born ready
    But my shooters got shooters, they was born ready
    Practice, what the fuck is practice?
    What the fuck is practice?
    Hallelujah, hallelujah, yeah
    But my shooters got shooters, they was born ready

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    On the phone with 'ye, he on the plane
    He say, "what's up, nigga?"
    I don't know, not these fuck-niggas
    Oh yeah, we was up, nigga
    Got the new beamer on razor blades
    Stephen curry on cp3
    You fucked up, won't make the plays
    Fuck with us, they make your grave
    Niggas talk a lot of shit, but they don't say enough
    Problems as deep as my pockets is, my uzi weigh a ton
    I'm a hyde park hooligan, you goofy, that's just where I'm from
    Choppin' shit like the karate kid, not will and jada's son
    I got savemoney, they with me now, so go and get you some
    Plus my bands old enough, I could fuck with my older sister's friend
    Now my niggas try to clown me when I told 'em they was probably
    Same niggas talkin' shit, lookin' shitty, get the bounty

    No chill, no chill, no chill, no chill, for real
    No chill, no chill, no chill, no chill, for real
    Hallelujah, hallelujah, I was born ready
    But my shooters got shooters, they was born ready
    Practice, what the fuck is practice?
    What the fuck is practice?
    Hallelujah, hallelujah, yeah
    But my shooters got shooters, they was born ready

    No chill, no chill, no chill, no chill, for real
    No chill, no chill, no chill, no chill, for real
    No chill, no chill, no chill, no chill, for real
    No chill, no chill, no chill, no chill, for real
    I was born ready (for real)
    I was born ready
    Don't you know that we for real?
    Don't you know that we for real?
    Nigga, for real
    For real
    Nigga, for real
    For real
    Nigga, for real

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