chillin' (ice cold)

i lay it down

looking like i walked through hell

rhyme sturdy though ain't nobody ringing my bell and that's a sure shot

william tell

i go get them and i won't stop

rhythm compels

the world listens when the show stops

only the quell can make venom so

don't let me catch your ass slipping

mic check 1

2

hey hey

ship called mayday

north star falling out the sky like it's j-day

back to the bay like k. flay

baby i'm a grown ass man i don't nae nae

all i do is two step

true def

blu-ray vision on them

r.s.e

new wave going swimming on them

hold up

i'm about to throw up

motherfuckers making me sick

like ebola

roll up put them on blast and it's over

got that pappy van wink in a glass and a could shoulder

i'm chilling

i'm chilling

phone keeps ringing i ain't picking up

they tugging on my strings i ain't getting up

i never mind them

they all behind me

they can talk that shit now whenever they want

ice cold

let me tell you

let me tell you

now say what you want

private calls in the dining halls we don't answer those

ain't coming close to talking souls that's sweet as cantaloupe

im too dope