No Chill
Skrillex"No Chill" is a song by Skrillex, released in 2016 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:39 long and contains 99 lines and 508 words.
Lyrics
0:07No chill no chill
0:08No chill no chill
0:09Yeah hooligans
0:10No chill no chill
0:11No chill no chill
0:12Warm s**t up
0:13I told Sonny warm the beat up
0:15S**t is freezing he ain't got no chill
0:17I ain't got none either
0:18Keep a flow right off the heater
0:20To my team I'm Derek Jeter
0:21I got hits I'm in the field
0:23With a halo on my deal
0:25I signed to Hov I'm lightskin Jesus
0:27Hallelujah hallelujah
0:28You do you more power to ya
0:30I'ma test drive that xDrive
0:32P***y wet it just got baptized
0:34I'm a franchise you a fraction
0:35N****s broke can't pay attention
0:37I got drive she trying to screwdrive
0:39Guess I got to do it drill
0:40Ayy we've been up since Friday
0:42Getting drunk and popping seal
0:44Magic stick all on that ass b***h
0:45I'm David Cop-A-Feel
0:47You a fan don't it blow you
0:49That this s**t just hot as hell
0:51I'm with Skrillex and we chilling
0:52But we still ain't got no chill
0:55No chill no chill no chill
0:57No chill for real
0:58No chill no chill no chill
1:00No chill for real
1:02Hallelujah hallelujah I was born ready
1:05But my shooters got shooters
1:07they was born ready
1:08Practice what the f**k is practice
1:12What the f**k is practice
1:16Hallelujah hallelujah yeah
1:19But my shooters got shooters
1:20They was born ready
1:22On the phone with 'Ye he on the plane
1:24He say What's up n***a
1:25I don't know not these f**k-n****s
1:27Oh yeah we was up n***a
1:29Got the new Beamer on razor blades
1:31Stephen Curry on CP3
1:32You f**ked up won't make the plays
1:34F**k with us they make your grave
1:36N****s talk a lot of s**t
1:37But they don't say enough
1:39Problems as deep as my pockets is
1:40My Uzi weigh a ton
1:42I'm a Hyde Park hooligan you goofy
1:44That's just where I'm from
1:45Chopping s**t like the Karate Kid
1:47Not Will and Jada's son
1:49I got SAVEMONEY
1:50They with me now
1:51So go and get you some
1:52Plus my band's old enough
1:54I could f**k with my older sister's friend
1:56Now my n****s try to clown me
1:57When I told 'em they was probably
1:59Same n****s talking s**t
2:01Looking sihtty get the bounty
2:04No chill no chill no chill
2:05No chill for real
2:07No chill no chill no chill
2:09No chill for real
2:10Hallelujah hallelujah
2:12I was born ready
2:13But my shooters got shooters
2:15They was born ready
2:17Practice what the f**k is practice
2:21What the f**k is practice
2:24Hallelujah hallelujah yeah
2:27But my shooters got shooters
2:29They was born ready
2:31No chill no chill no chill
2:33No chill for real
2:34No chill no chill no chill
2:36No chill for real
2:38No chill no chill no chill
2:39No chill for real
2:41No chill no chill no chill
2:43No chill for real
2:46I was born ready
2:48For real
2:49I was born ready
3:03Don't you know that we for real
3:07For real
3:13Don't you know that we for real
3:25Nigga for real
3:29For real
3:31Nigga for real
3:36For real
3:39Nigga for real
No chill no chill No chill no chill Yeah hooligans No chill no chill No chill no chill Warm s**t up I told Sonny warm the beat up S**t is freezing he ain't got no chill I ain't got none either Keep a flow right off the heater To my team I'm Derek Jeter I got hits I'm in the field With a halo on my deal I signed to Hov I'm lightskin Jesus Hallelujah hallelujah You do you more power to ya I'ma test drive that xDrive P***y wet it just got baptized I'm a franchise you a fraction N****s broke can't pay attention I got drive she trying to screwdrive Guess I got to do it drill Ayy we've been up since Friday Getting drunk and popping seal Magic stick all on that ass b***h I'm David Cop-A-Feel You a fan don't it blow you That this s**t just hot as hell I'm with Skrillex and we chilling But we still ain't got no chill No chill no chill no chill No chill for real No chill no chill no chill No chill for real Hallelujah hallelujah I was born ready But my shooters got shooters they was born ready Practice what the f**k is practice What the f**k is practice Hallelujah hallelujah yeah But my shooters got shooters They was born ready On the phone with 'Ye he on the plane He say What's up n***a I don't know not these f**k-n****s Oh yeah we was up n***a Got the new Beamer on razor blades Stephen Curry on CP3 You f**ked up won't make the plays F**k with us they make your grave N****s talk a lot of s**t But they don't say enough Problems as deep as my pockets is My Uzi weigh a ton I'm a Hyde Park hooligan you goofy That's just where I'm from Chopping s**t like the Karate Kid Not Will and Jada's son I got SAVEMONEY They with me now So go and get you some Plus my band's old enough I could f**k with my older sister's friend Now my n****s try to clown me When I told 'em they was probably Same n****s talking s**t Looking sihtty get the bounty No chill no chill no chill No chill for real No chill no chill no chill No chill for real Hallelujah hallelujah I was born ready But my shooters got shooters They was born ready Practice what the f**k is practice What the f**k is practice Hallelujah hallelujah yeah But my shooters got shooters They was born ready No chill no chill no chill No chill for real No chill no chill no chill No chill for real No chill no chill no chill No chill for real No chill no chill no chill No chill for real I was born ready For real I was born ready Don't you know that we for real For real Don't you know that we for real Nigga for real For real Nigga for real For real Nigga for real
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