big chillin
Singer: jack harlow
okay
i'm big chillin'
told me that she numb to it
she don't get feelings
i'm a smooth criminal
i'm a slick villain
i already finished
but the dick still in
ass fat
she ain't get fillings
weezy f. baby
i don't hit ceilings
and my brodie got a job
yeah
he quit dealing
ogs tryna figure what the kids feelin'
the flow need penicillin
i been trying to get these pent up feelings off
i could give a fuck about how the fuck you feel about everything
ice make it sound like i carry change
she's addicted to the mary jane
but she's still got goals like harry kane
pussy hit me like a hurricane
and i came quick but the shit was not embarrassing
go and let it marinate
show packed out and i'm standing on a barricade
bad chick
black dress with a pair of shades
on the sidewalk
in the crib she don't wear a thing
she don't wear a thing when we in the crib
you already know
ayy
she don't wear a thing
yeah
she get naked 'round me
she don't--
okay
i'm big chillin'
told me that she numb to it
she don't get feelings
i'm a smooth criminal
i'm a slick villain
i already finished
but the dick still in
ass fat
she ain't get fillings
weezy f. baby
i don't hit ceilings
and my brodie got a job
yeah
he quit dealing
ogs tryna figure what the kids feelin'
just like fig newtons
man
these fellas real sweet
it's no disputin'
no tickets at the door
i can't get you in
know we used to have something
but it's slick ruined
slick talk
can't stop
won't stop until the world pissed off
in a plane every week
i'm getting sick of biscoffs
your chick getting picked off
think about life
trying to get the jigsaw put together
they ain't fucking with you 'til it's all put together
when she stepping out
she looking all put together
fuck what the world thinks
because my dogs know me better
because my dogs know me better
and she's a bad motherfucker
how could we not go together?
okay
i'm big chillin'
told me that she numb to it
she don't get feelings
i'm a smooth criminal
i'm a slick villain
i already finished
but the dick still in
ass fat
she ain't get fillings
weezy f. baby
i don't hit ceilings
and my brodie got a job
yeah
he quit dealing
ogs tryna figure what the kids feelin'