Wish You Well

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Chillinit - Rap

Wish You Well

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[Intro] I didn't give a fuck, I just rapped it (Who else?) Shoutout Riley You want to turn up, you get it? [Chorus] I ain't really love you, baby girl, I wish you well You can tell my exes, I'ma see that bitch in hell I was smoking on that, get you higher off the smell I said, this is just my story that I never get to tell, tell I ain't really love you, baby girl, I wish you well You can tell my exes, I'ma see that bitch in hell I was smoking on that, get you higher off the smell I said, this is just my story that I never get to tell, tell [Verse 1] See my brother with the flow put Australia on the map Doing shows up on the road with the scales and the pack Rollin' deep with all my bros, I ain't fuckin' with no jacks If you weigh my ounces low, then I'll send my brothers back (Back, back, back) Why you talkin' like you fake? Why you talkin' like you know me? Why you tryna call me Blake? Why you talking like homie when I know that you a snake? Bruv, it's clear that you a phoney, get the fuck up out my face [Chorus] I ain't really love you, baby girl, I wish you well And you can tell my exes, I'ma see that bitch in hell I was smoking on that, get you higher off the smell I said, this is just my story that I never get to tell, tell I ain't really love you, baby girl, I wish you well And you can tell my exes, I'ma see that bitch in hell I was smoking on that, get you higher off the smell I said, this is just my story that I never get to tell, tell [Break] Man, this is fuckin' crazy, bro I would never normally rap like this But if the fans want it, I'll do it, brah [Verse 2] 'Cause I got the kush The man with the buds I'm tryin' to push That Blueberry Young Everyone talk but nobody walk It's better you run I kept it raw, stay fuckin' the law I don't give a fuck Officer, why you getting mad? 'Cause I pass the weed? Officer, I don't see no badge, why you ask for me? Officer tryna search my bag, now she's asking please? Officer, hands up off my car, make it hard to breathe, breathe Ayy, we should just get high, we should sleep all day Pretty mama, we don't lie, pretty mama, we don't play Baby, tell me where you lie, baby, tell me where you stay I got bitches on my line, I got bitches every day, ayy I just wanna fly up out the hood She said that she's down for rappers So she fucks me like she should Everybody wanna talk, take a shot, I wish you would Everybody wanna talk, I'm too busy smoking good Do it for my fam, I do it for my blood I'm tryin' to get some money, you just tryin' to get some drugs I do it for my fam, I do it for my bruv 'Cause my brother had my back way before all of you cunts So I never gave a fuck, uh, uh So I never gave a fuck, fuck, fuck, uh, uh So I never gave a fuck, uh, uh, uh, uh So I never gave a fuck [Outro] But the funniest part is, I'm the happiest, chillest dude

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  • Chillinit