Chill In Brazil by YL (Rap) Lyrics

Yeah (yo)
Yeah (yo yo)
Yeah, Monday mornin' (yo yo)
Clockin' in, watchu doin'

[Verse 1: YL]
Yeah, activate past another accolade
Fuck awhile that's-
Fuck, hol' up hol' up
Hol' up hol' up
Activate past another accolade
Fuck awhile that's a bad mistake don't do it
I never complicate yellin' like a drama tape
You gotta stop rappin' for ya momma's sake
Marmalade sky [?]
Might die for the paper still alive livin' major though (still alive)
Fuck a window conversation though crazy hoe
Bag first of the month like Krayzie Bone
Air Force Ones lookin like a bar of soap (clean)
It's young Y all the time bitch you gotta know
Smoke the high grade honor roll shit
Kush cold nigga polish yo' whip
I dip slow niggas diddy boppin'
My city poppin' shorty milly rockin'
I really got it I ain't trippin' got a milli options
I'm the truth but I lied on my resume
I still remember everything like it was yesterday
But we make shit count in the present day
You was wylin' I was silent now I set it straight
I bed blocks on a dark night
Make a far right, right there its silent
The rain is bright like tears from my mother Earth
My blunt look like Ruben Studdard yo for what it's worth (sorry for 2004 back that shit)
You dig (sorry for 2004)