This is a song about "Chill on you"

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Chorus: i wanna chill (chill) on sugar hill (its so lovely, so lovely)

We can all chill and smoke on a fat blunt

That happen to act like a black president

Late night hangin out til the sunrise gettin high

I'm sick of getting walked on when i choose to chill and lie.

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

Go and chat them up ask them if they wanna chill

Sulking crying cuz i will kill even you bill even if you got a top block that can chill

Some underhanded plans witnessed a man diewas only fifteen, should have been a beauty queen, still

You gotta chill bitch, you're wilder than will smith

Luda moved digits after he moved bitches

Chill with that shit we you can't spit

With g's in my pocket