Jack Harlow - BIG CHILLIN

Okay, I'm big chillin' (Chillin', ayy, ayy) Told me that she numb to it, she don't get feelings I'm a smooth criminal, I'm a slick villain I already finished, but the dick still in (Dick still in) Ass fat, she ain't get fillings (Fillings) Weezy F. Baby, I don't hit ceilings And my brodie got a job, yeah, he quit dealing OGs tryna figure what the kids feelin' (Kids feelin') The flow need penicillin I been trying to get these pent up feelings off I could give a fuck about how the fuck you feel about everything Ice make it sound like I carry change (Carry change) She's addicted to the Mary Jane But she's still got goals like Harry Kane Pussy hit me like a hurricane And I came quick but the shit was not embarrassing (Ooh) Go and let it marinate Show packed out and I'm standing on a barricade Bad chick, black dress with a pair of shades On the sidewalk, in the crib she don't wear a thing She don't wear a thing when we in the crib, you already know She don't wear a thing, yeah, she get naked 'round me, she don't Okay, I'm big chillin' (Chillin', ayy, ayy) Told me that she numb to it, she don't get feelings I'm a smooth criminal, I'm a slick villain I already finished, but the dick still in (Dick still in) Ass fat, she ain't get fillings (Fillings) Weezy F. Baby, I don't hit ceilings And my brodie got a job, yeah, he quit dealing OGs tryna figure what the kids feelin' (Kids feelin') Just like Fig Newtons Man these fellas real sweet, it's no disputin' No tickets at the door, I can't get you in Know we used to have something, but it's slick ruined (Ruined) Slick talk, can't stop, won't stop until the world pissed off In a plane every week, I'm getting sick of Biscoffs (Ooh) Your chick getting picked off Think about life, trying to get the jigsaw put together They ain't fucking with you 'til it's all put together (Ayy) When she stepping out, she looking all put together (Ooh) Fuck what the world thinks Because my dogs know me better (Ooh) Because my dogs know me better And she's a bad motherfucker How could we not go together? Okay, I'm big chillin' (Chillin', ayy, ayy) Told me that she numb to it, she don't get feelings I'm a smooth criminal, I'm a slick villain I already finished, but the dick still in (Dick still in) Ass fat, she ain't get fillings (Fillings) Weezy F. Baby, I don't hit ceilings And my brodie got a job, yeah, he quit dealing OGs tryna figure what the kids feelin' (Kids feelin')