Chillen While We Sippin' [prod. by Blended Babies x Chuck Inglish]
Verse 1 [Kid Cudi]
Now tell me do you feel it baby, I been on my grizzle Born to die so it’s all about this shit in the middle Never seen or heard the type of real like this I bet there’s nothin’ on the nigger keep it good like this They saying “Cudder, now what the fuck you on?” My shit is off the scale keep it going and get gone Raise your damn hands I better see some blunts These niggers talking shit but they really poopy niggers up on my nuts
Hook [King Chip]
Chillin’ while we sippin’ and sippin’ while we chillin’ And keep a wet towel up under the door cuz this shit killin (x2)
Verse 2 [King Chip]
I’m Mr. Coldest, underdog hero Born to let them know how we get down here in the middle Some call me chip and others call me the ripper Love the ladies and might give her a tip but i won’t tip her Swishers, plural Almighty Glroyus get love in hood suburban rural Blowin hay in the middle of the barn? and shit Spreadin love no startin shit, finish it though no problem kid Talk about weed is all i did to get this far thank you grass and my brother cudder Roll up for the road trip we gon’ burn some rubber And then just burn another bendin’ corners while we trippin’ Them bitches only hate cuz we no pay them no attention
Hook
Verse 3 [Kid Cudi]
I am the reala honey, I was born to sizzle Born to grind or die it’s all about the shit in the middle Chopped it up with God and I had told him my ambitions Standin’ in the driveway a 40 oz I was swiggin’ Mad love across the wizzorld See so many faces and I bang all type of gizzirls Spanish to caucasian and my african americans When your super famous if your ugly they won’t mention it