Video Chillhood de Ak J 2025 Lyrics Lyrics

Ak J - Chillhood Lyrics

Intro [AK_J And SevenYoungOld]

Wassup fam
Slow down G
Yo that will back in our studio
Hava lotta basic shit?
I know whacha ass, funky shit
And OG, who the Real G
Could feeling it
I don't know but thats hard
So let show togetha fucking' beat and going up for real
Yeah
Word up

[Verse AK_J]

I got AKAs like DJ J
But my best friends Call me mr. Best
We kill together those people and bitchs
Wit our AKs and Revolvers in hell
Fuckin' wit neds like they ain't noob
And we gonna be in Compton soon
Don't fuck wit America like kim jun oon
Motherfucker sucked my dick on the roof
Leavin the house but not for fuckin the hoos
Fuckin wit those motherfuckin loose cannons
Who's got it
I mean the money
Motherfuckin dirty but so honey
Today is so sunny
Heh my rhymes are so funny
Got it wrapped like a mummy like dre
Remember what I said
I got AKAs like DJ J
It gon' be my gimmick fool
Yeah
It's just the same shit every rapper got Ah shit except obie trice
He's got cool fuckin rhymes
The bitch who mines
Just suck my dick and givin ass
Put ma damn dick behind her head and
Rollin' best weed
Wit ma homie Seven Young Old
Yo man
[Bridge:SevenYoungOld and AK_J]

Geah..how is going on.?!
Like dump cool homie
Thata good sound babe
Show man..
Show what..?
J show that how you going on
Ohh step in, ill do man, i do
Holding up the rymes man
So, if we fucking out, no one could believe
But you could
Yea i could
Ma man seven going in hell

[Verse:SevenYoungOld]

Yes im back in ma hood
Thats good
All pretty little trash and
All the junk in ma clash
Lemme doing when i see you
Ma band
Hehe
We R few
To kill you but
Nobody could give that fuck to us
Then i walk to bus
Taking over cross
Youngsta's chillhood
Crashing
Smashing
Both cash in and i want you to be dash it on
When
I just do like bomb
Then realized and back to ma G's
Speed that jeez
Oh ya these
Remedies fool
Back to underground cool
Flow
Growing in the hood
Ma sir
It ain't no nephew
Then i was young and wanna ma rap
Then you start me junking throw
About ma feeling and i deeling surfing fam
Disappeared
Feel like stunt gun and feel like you feer
Fuck every fake friends
In the real
Fuck every bitches
For hole and roling ma nigga cock in their ass and let me going nigga on
And then ma rhyme
And only mine
That I spent ma time
Youngsta's chilling hood
Back to the real shit dude