[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