Name: god in this chili's by Big Lettuce
Duration: 3 min 36 s
Description: this is a song about friendship and camaraderie and getting blackout drunk and crying in the bathroom at chain restaurants

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art @ggreysen
mixed by Krish "KMan" Gandhi

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"NAV TWIN" (prod. BL1 + SPS)

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this is a song about friendship and camaraderie and getting blackout drunk and crying in the bathroom at chain restaurants 

god in this chili's

Palm Mall

art by greysen @ggreysen
mixed by wip @wippp

LYRICS:
Send that pack, we sell that pack
He gon diss, he get his head cracked
23 man, we don’t say slat
If i hit the bitch i’ma hit it from the back
Got her playing Yakety Sax on my sack
Got these titties on the glock on the rack, but ain’t talking bout a rack, these 50s intact
Lemme do a quick ad, these pants by Zaq
Choppa sound like rain pitter-pat pitter-pat
Talking bout racks, and i said bring it back
Bout she brought back her ass, I ain’t talking bout that
Echo on the chop, and it hollaback girl
They heard shots, they dropped and all twirled
Money machine go frr frr frrrrr
Getting these racks, still selling these packs, still re rocking that, they don’t know what’s flat
You ain’t really in the flat, like a halfback pass
If i see 12, then Voldemort’s back, shhh
Diamonds they drip in the Tesla, might just get a shock like zap!
Wanna play a game, then it’s smoke like Pax
Won’t fuck a white bitch, even if it’s fat
She want me in jail, i won’t choke that nat
We send a bitch to the foreign like Jax
Aye, got foreign nationals in my phone and they hitting
Background check the bitch before we hit it
You don’t know our trap Creole it sound like Finnish
She wanna sip Wine, and she say that it’s vintage
I’ma just smoke Kale, i’ma sell this Spinach
Bro send a boat, got it water like Venice
Bro get the Glock, get it popping and you’re finished
Chris got a view, but he still gon spin it
I seen Skai up like 6 figures
I seen Zaq run it up off a drop and he know who to call if he need a kill; Krishard

And the horns came in and the 4s came in and we re rock them and we sell it to his friends
I ain’t holding stick if y’all asking, I got 12 mad and they grasping, at straws
And the horns came in and the 4s came in, I love my brothers not these hoes, i ain’t saying pause
??? we gon rip this shit up like Jaws
Oh i’m a bear? you gon get these paws
Oh i’m a bear? can’t hunt me tho
Running these trains, Mussolini, hoe
Told him it was an edible, it was Do-si-dos
Naked with a money machine, my humping clothes
Chop with a beam, it make you hump the floor
Do it like a white kid, make the bodies hit the floor
I don’t got a conscience, i’ll make a bitch abort
Wasn’t fitting in designer, had to stop with the eating s’mores

This shit bananas, the clip on the K in the coupe
Extravaganza, the party get shut down we shoot
Straight Tropicana, I served him, nun but orange juice
Said I got heroin, but really it’s just chocolate mousse

And he pampered, he shit himself, when we came through
You wifing a dancer, OnlyFans, i’m collecting loot
But i’m tipping the dancers, cause they gone help me get through
Holding em ransom, i’m smoking this dope, not sipping the fanta, but I sip water
Krish

Echo on the chop, and it hollaback girl
They heard shots, they dropped and all twirled
Echo on the chop, and it hollaback girl
Money machine go frr frr frrrrr
Echo on the chop, and it hollaback girl

This shit bananas, the clip on the K in the coupe
Said I got heroin, but really it’s just chocolate mousse

god in this chili's

Big Lettuce

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