This is a song about "Chilling with homies"

I see past there bullshit and there lies, plans bsckfires,im chilling with my manz getting higher

Now nigga, look what hell madevisions of cops and sirens, niggas open fire

The way she walks and causes a fuss

I'm chilling with jesus

They say the money talks and bullshit walks

Metronome, chilling with better whores

Your bitch likely tricking off and bruising up her knees

Keeps me chilling perfectly relaxation with some palms trees

I can’t promise this verse will be better than the first

Chilling with this asshole, he call himself sweatshirt

That's why they kick with homies, what? back in new york,

Nigga cue me in i'm a peruvian drug lord