This is a song about "70 chill guatiar"

Stepped out on her and she love a nigga still

Tryna get this money, so i can chill

Takin' shots of poon juice to the head for a cheap thrill

Meditation, no medication can't help me to chill

And i love your mind and ambition

I just wanna chill, but my evil twin

She sing, model, and dance, but can't sit still

I need a beat thats so slow and cold its chill,

Smoke some, chill out everything comes with time

Oh, i was raised by the stop sign

I just want somebody i can see

I wanna chill on sugar hill baby

Chill with that shit we you can't spit

Bitch you should see my wallet