Chill Bill Lyrics - Spooks

[Verse 1: Rob $tone] 

Rob $tone two damn phones 

Babylons can't crack the code 

Used to sip out styrofoam but figured I should stick to dro (weed!) 

Backwoods overload don't like to smoke them swishers hoe 

If you hit my liquor store it's 50 cents for single Ports 

[Hook: Rob $tone] 

Said she wanna roll with me and smoke up all my weed 

I said baby just buy dutches cause you can't smoke for free 

I got some loud but no money babe buy me a Fiji 

She said you need a job, bitch fuck a job I still get cheese 

[Verse 2: J. Davi$] 

Two cell phones, Mr. Mothafuck-a-thot 

Mr. I be on that block 

Twelve o seven fuck an op 

They hear my name they see my squad 

Rolling dope up on the spot 

I'm with your bitch she on my jock 

Ain't got no time to love a thot 

Got niggas mad my flow so hot 

Got niggas mad my squad won't stop 

We in the game won't take no loss 

Im sippin water out the Voss 

Got lean all in my fuckin' Sprite 

Turnin up on fuckin sight 

Mr. Kenny Powers bouta take your girlfriend home tonight, bitch 

[Verse 3: Spooks] 

And I'm smokin' on that widow 

When you see it out the window 

Got a dusty old tee 

Lookin' bummy leave it simple 

Growin' up I was always in the middle 

So I gotta hold it down for my older and my little 

And my brothas beside me so fuck it we mobbin' deep 

Always grimey, no findin' me 

But I be in LG 

If your lil fuck boy lame ass wanna creep 

I live by the lemon cause that fucka chose me 

[Hook: Rob $tone] 

Said she wanna roll with me and smoke up all my weed 

I said baby just buy dutches cause you can't smoke for free 

I got some loud but no money babe buy me a Fiji 

She said you need a job, bitch fuck a job I still get cheese