Don’t Know How To Chill

[Verse 1: Demetrius]
Mami be beside me in that shotty seat
You can't trace my moves but do you copy me?
When I'm laughin' off in that mansion is when I'll probably sleep
But I'm a zombie with insomnia, I grind in the streets
I keep grindin' cuz I don't wanna be in debt
But I be silent, kinda like the "b" in debt
[?] for Chia Pets, he take care of green, I mean it
Even when my teammates [?], we ain't mad but we upset
Up set mean we set up shop
Shut up, nigga get your bread up, stop
Never off clock, I be on a mission
And I told you we set up shop, I call it shopliftin'

[Hook: Demetrius]
We don't know how to chill, gotta see more dough
Okay you lookin' at a nigga that'll sleep no more
My mami body be on the side of me fo' sho'
Bring it back, kill that shit
Want me to chill? Need to kill that shit
Okay I can't even remember how to spell that shit
C-H-E-E-A-and-to-the-L, is that it?

[Verse 2: Supa Bean]
They call me the Walkin' Dead cuz I gets no sleep
Strugglin', I need my bread so [?]
Stay dreamin' of the day that I can cross my feet
These niggas out here trippin' if they think I'm weak
No, I'm not dashiki with a thousand [?]
Trickin' on these niggas, bitch I handle my bizz
I hustle harder than these hoes and bitches
My street's is paved with gold, that mean I'm on my road to riches
You don't hustle so you makin' late payments
I only talk money, bitch, I've been makin' bank statements
Y'all complacent, I'm tryin' to make a cold mil
Call it chilly-cheese, nigga please, I got no chill

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Julius]
Grind-And-Never-Give-Up what that G.A.N.G stand for
Nigga we finna get boosted, we finna make mad noise
Whoever blockin' the way might get shot with that K
Now I see right through your frame, I'mma call you Ray Bans boy
Nigga we finna be winnin', that's right you heard it from me
My every word is concrete, nigga that's word on the street
We finna kick down rap's door if we can't open it
We finna go far like the DJ hostin' this
Okay, aight, cool, wait, listen, hold on, stop that, pause
I'm gon' ball this year before Times Square drop that ball
Niggas won't stop at all, we gon' press on like Lee Nails
We givin' the industry crack, this whole industry finna be Ezel

[Hook]

[Verse 4: Dice]
My team finna be on, nigga just watch
Waitin' to get on like we on the bus stop
Bus hard nigga, never will the bussin' stop
I was built to hold mils like a lunch box
Okay if you ain't C.O.B then get the fuck out the way
Y'all just some talkin' pricks, you got nuttin' to say
Y'all better pay attention, we on that money mission
We searchin' for that money because money is missin'
Yo my time is money, got no free tick-tocks
I said my time is money, I wear a green wristwatch
Y'all players too soft, y'all like the Heat's Chris Bosh
Maybe my team gon' chill long after my team gets hot

[Verse 5: Kenny]
I snap like, I snap like, on the beat I snap like
On the beat I snap like 2 fingers, a true fiend
For the loot, what I spews meaner to scoop cream
From the booth, these Shoes clean, nigga, Shoes clean
Niggas do call us Shoe-cleaners, we'll be well known
We 4 G's like cellphones

[Hook]