Im Chillin Tho by ConFlik Lyrics
[Intro]
It's Con
LoudER!
[Verse 1 - ConFlik]
Somebody ring thee alarm this is a warning
I know you heard the warming
I guess I gotta heat shit up get the foreman
I'm better than him, him, nigga all em
Ain't no subliminal shots they hear me calling
A maid when I clean up, they can't mess with this
Or stand there, here, near or next to this
Shit, It's Con...I be on my extra shit
I start spitting heads spinning like the exorcist
I'm back nigga Like a bat nigga
I don't see em but I hear em and they wack nigga
Eat beats so I'm gettin' fat nigga
Type lightskin but I black nigga
Wasn't on Oldie I don't gotta act new
I'm a beast take the "A" out I'm that too
& That smooth nigga keep on killin'
And nah I ain't even going hard im chillin
[Hook]
They said you going to hard Con
I'm Chillin Tho
Ya hits are the bomb Con
I'm Chillin Tho
Explosive hits I keep dealing those
And the competition I'm killin' those
[2x]
I'm Chillin Tho, I'm Chillin Tho
I'm Chillin [3x]
I'm Chillin Tho
[Verse 2]
Chillin'
Broads all grillin'
With thoughts of 3 sums fulfillin'
So their body 7th heaven & they sinnin'
And I'm Charlie Charlie Mister Mister Winning
Betta yet call me Mister Mister Sheen
(When I)
When I step up on the scene
(And I'm)
Coming fresh outta Queens
(NY)
They trynna question if I'm mean
(AM I?)
The hottest nigga spitting it
Cool, my feet tied still the hottest nigga kickin it
NOPE, I don't think they gettin it
Not at all nigga I don't think they gettin it
So lemme break it down in laments
Cuz these niggas is the lamest & it's really entertaining
Dope bars that I spit for the feedback
Tell em Relax or just Relapse
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
Hold up did I mention I'm chillin
Step aside when I step inside the building
Cuz I ain't mention I'm a shady fuckin villain
With new shoes I will step inside ya women
I'm kidding...but really not
Ice cold soul but really hot
I'mma make it to the tippy top
Until they hit me wit a Biggie shot
R.I.P. to the Greatest
The good die young in the hands of the haters
So that's why I keep a level head
Get the bread & spend it on bottles (And Then What?)
And then pour on the models (And Then What?)
And let it splash on my googles
Shit, If u ain't buying I ain't selling it
Cuz a nigga still Chillin & Celibate
[Hook]
It's Con
LoudER!
[Verse 1 - ConFlik]
Somebody ring thee alarm this is a warning
I know you heard the warming
I guess I gotta heat shit up get the foreman
I'm better than him, him, nigga all em
Ain't no subliminal shots they hear me calling
A maid when I clean up, they can't mess with this
Or stand there, here, near or next to this
Shit, It's Con...I be on my extra shit
I start spitting heads spinning like the exorcist
I'm back nigga Like a bat nigga
I don't see em but I hear em and they wack nigga
Eat beats so I'm gettin' fat nigga
Type lightskin but I black nigga
Wasn't on Oldie I don't gotta act new
I'm a beast take the "A" out I'm that too
& That smooth nigga keep on killin'
And nah I ain't even going hard im chillin
[Hook]
They said you going to hard Con
I'm Chillin Tho
Ya hits are the bomb Con
I'm Chillin Tho
Explosive hits I keep dealing those
And the competition I'm killin' those
[2x]
I'm Chillin Tho, I'm Chillin Tho
I'm Chillin [3x]
I'm Chillin Tho
[Verse 2]
Chillin'
Broads all grillin'
With thoughts of 3 sums fulfillin'
So their body 7th heaven & they sinnin'
And I'm Charlie Charlie Mister Mister Winning
Betta yet call me Mister Mister Sheen
(When I)
When I step up on the scene
(And I'm)
Coming fresh outta Queens
(NY)
They trynna question if I'm mean
(AM I?)
The hottest nigga spitting it
Cool, my feet tied still the hottest nigga kickin it
NOPE, I don't think they gettin it
Not at all nigga I don't think they gettin it
So lemme break it down in laments
Cuz these niggas is the lamest & it's really entertaining
Dope bars that I spit for the feedback
Tell em Relax or just Relapse
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
Hold up did I mention I'm chillin
Step aside when I step inside the building
Cuz I ain't mention I'm a shady fuckin villain
With new shoes I will step inside ya women
I'm kidding...but really not
Ice cold soul but really hot
I'mma make it to the tippy top
Until they hit me wit a Biggie shot
R.I.P. to the Greatest
The good die young in the hands of the haters
So that's why I keep a level head
Get the bread & spend it on bottles (And Then What?)
And then pour on the models (And Then What?)
And let it splash on my googles
Shit, If u ain't buying I ain't selling it
Cuz a nigga still Chillin & Celibate
[Hook]