[VERSE 1: CAMBOI] Yo Alarm gone off I'm rolling out of the sheets Already dressed up With Vans on the feet Stepping to the sink To brush all of my teeth Cuz I give a mother f** About my dental hygiene Ironically my bottom teeth Are a little crooked, screw it Dentist told me bottom Braces would look stupid I'm headed to the kitchen sh**'s about to get real I'm "finna" eat some breakfast The best f**ing meal Down a bowl of Kix Man, that sh** was delish Gotta wash my dish And kiss my b**h on the lips She want it on the cheek And that's fine with me I'll probably get her back tonight While she lying fast asleep Out the door weather App says it will rain Maybe then I'll hydroplane And be in some ill pain I'll just take some pills, mane Then I will say You couldn't f** me up On my goddamn chill days [HOOK: ALSACIA] Rain, thunder, hail, and haze You know we will survive Plenty of chillin to be made When you're living the chillest life Illin and chillin, all up in your face Till the day we die Chillin so hard, ain't nobody safe Cuz I'm the chillest motherf**er alive [HOOK: CAMBOI] Monday's a chill day Tuesday's a chill day Wednesday and Thursdays Those are both chill days Fridays and Saturdays Those are also chill days And Sunday... That's a motherf**ing chill day If you're too ill to chill Then it's you I will k** If I weren't too chill to k** But I'm too chill for real If you're too ill to chill Then it's you I will k** If I weren't too chill to k** But I'm too chill for real [VERSE 2: CAMBOI] Adam Lanza is the only f**er who chiller than me But he shot himself, ain't Nobody chiller than me Chiller font over everything On all my spread sheets
Google docs and Microsoft I'm chill as can be I'm chiller than Ray Charles' Inability to see I'm chiller than Hellen Keller's Inability to speak And maybe this is mean But I think we all agree That I'm chiller than Walter Junior And his f**ed up knees I be wearing sweat pants Everywhere that I go Chill Time with Bill Mahrer Is my favorite show Watched every episode I got that HBO The host has a name But I'm too chill to know Watch me drink a mellow yellow And smoke a cigarello Cuz I'm a mellow fellow And I'll tell a n***a hello When I see him on the street Cuz I'm the realist on the street And when you talking about rapping Then I'm the chillest on the beat, b**h [HOOK: ALSACIA] Rain, thunder, hail, and haze You know we will survive Plenty of chillin to be made When you're living the chillest life Illin and chillin, all up in your face Till the day we die Chillin so hard, ain't nobody safe Cuz I'm the chillest motherf**er alive [HOOK: CAMBOI] Monday's a chill day Tuesday's a chill day Wednesday and Thursdays Those are both chill days Fridays and Saturdays Those are also chill days And Sunday... That's a motherf**ing chill day If you're too ill to chill Then it's you I will k** If I weren't too chill to k** But I'm too chill for real If you're too ill to chill Then it's you I will k** If I weren't too chill to k** But I'm too chill for real [HOOK: ALSACIA] Rain, thunder, hail, and haze You know we will survive Plenty of chillin to be made When you're living the chillest life Illin and chillin, all up in your face Till the day we die Chillin so hard, ain't nobody safe Cuz I'm the chillest motherf**er alive