Thank you chilliman ,i just wanna say you inspired me to see life different ,i bought woc pint & percs with my rent money ,i broke up with my girl coz she might fold,i crashed my mothers coupe now im finna rob a bank without a mask🙏
God is everything always remember that God is everything remember that God over anything even family sports your favorite thing ext turn your life to the lord pray when times are bad. God can do anything.
R3 Da Chilliman is so dope. I can't stop watching this track again and again. I am sure he will be #1 soon due to A u t h e n t i c V i e w s D o a t C o a m
who beat tag is tht saying “no limit all stars” ? i thinc issa beat tag Apple Music passed a song n i heard tht tag n whatever it was was dumb hard slappn n my whip help a nga out who produced this it wasn’t this song but this slap too 🤝🏾 “I TOLD THT BIH SHE CAN KEEP HER LOVE”
[Intro] (NoLimitAustin) [Verse] If this bullet don't hit his head it's gon' whack his spine I specialize in 211s and 459s Mama know I got a problem, I'm obsessed with weapons I was taking mugshots, I ain't learned my lesson Now I'm blowing ten bands at the Gallery I fuck model hoes, a bum bitch can't get next to me [Verse] If this bullet don't hit his head it's gon' whack his spine I specialize in 211s and 459s Mama know I got a problem, I'm obsessed with weapons I was taking mugshots, I ain't learned my lesson Now I'm blowing ten bands at the Gallery I fuck model hoes, a bum bitch can't get next to me [?] it ain't a nigga ahead of me They copy drip but they can't figure the recipe In the field looking for chinky, we need them bucks Hands in the air, I got a stick, if you move I bust Where the Perc? Where the Wock? I need my drugs I told that bitch she might fold, she can keep her love He talking like he Mad Max and he don't got a pole I'm really walking niggas down in designer clothes These ain't the regular Air Forces, these say Supreme I'm on the block with a GLOCK, the stick hanging out my jeans Smell like a pound of zaza and some Dior cologne Got niggas in the club with ski mask, you know what time we on I'm a nigga in my hood, never gave a statement They smell the cookies when we arrive, real Gary Payton Your nigga scared to come around, we got him pressured up I'm killing niggas 'bout my chains but you can test your luck I boogie down on any nigga, I don't need no mask I'm trigger-happy, if we beef you can't get no pass I strip niggas for they jewels, you better hide your watch PJ just called me on FaceTime with a pint of Wock We the niggas that made niggas wanna get some money I don't want that pussy, you fuck niggas who broke and bummy Better duck your head, we got choppers with beams He must ain't heard I'm passing out angel wings High speed tapping niggas, the police can't make us stop You don't gotta ask, you know I'm equipped with a GLOCK
