Sunny Dee Song Lyrics

Description:- Sunny Dee Lyrics Chills ft. ITSOKTOCRY are Provided in this article. This is a new song which is sang by famous Singer Chills. This Song will release on 18 June 2021.

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Song:– Sunny Dee

Singer:– Chills

Featuring:– ITSOKTOCRY

Producer:– Systematik

Written:– Chills & ITSOKTOCRY

Sunny Dee Lyrics Chills ft. ITSOKTOCRY

[Intro: Tinywiings]
1, 2, 3, 4

[Chorus: Chills]
Worry bout you, don’t give a fuck about me
I’ve been coolin’, I’ve been vibin’, I’ve been sippin’ Sunny D
I just took like ten shots and I think I’m gonna need more
Your girl chose me, what the fuck you mad at me for?
Ayy, I don’t fear no man
Talking all that shit but I know you would never throw hands
Ayy, I drop the top like Sleepy Hollow
Sorry bro, I don’t give a fuck about your sorrow

[Verse 1: Chills]
Ayy, to my vices I’m so helpless
The way I had to make her mine, you could call me selfish
Opps getting dealt with
Boy, you soft as velvet
Always sunny, money tall as Tacko on the Celtics
Got that loud pack, get you higher than a spaceship
You got half a gram, that won’t even keep the flame lit
I ain’t evеn trippin’, give a fuck ’bout who you came with
Yeah, yеah, yeah, yeah, it’s all the same shit

[Bridge: Chills]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, it’s all the same shit
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, it’s all the same shit
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, it’s all the same shit
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, it’s all the same shit

[Verse 2: ITSOKTOCRY]
Flex up (Wet), racks up (Cash)
Flex up (What), racks up (Woo)
Flex up (Wet), racks up (Cash)
Flex up (Wet), racks up (Woo)
Swag up (What), swag up (Yeah), swag up (What), swag up (Woo)
Swag up (What), swag up (Yeah), swag up (What), swag up (Yeah, yeah)
Hi-Tech it make my juice red (What)
I smoke clean (Yeah, yeah), color cool whip (What)
Like Charlie sheen (Yeah, yeah), I got too rich (What)
What that mean? (Yeah, yeah) I’m the cool kid (What)
If you broke, don’t talk to me (Yeah, yeah, what)
I’m a rude boy, so excuse me (Yeah, yeah, what)
If you broke, don’t talk to me (Yeah, yeah, what)
I’m a rude boy, so excuse me (This my swag, hol’ up)

[Outro: Chills]
Ayy, sweeter than a mango
Tats on her body and she acting kinda shallow
Said that he got guns like he Rambo
You can never see me, John Cena rockin’ camo