Chill Bill
Rob $tone
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The RCA-List (Vol. 6)
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According to Pigeons and Planes, “though ‘Chill Bill’ doesn’t owe a debt to a particular region or style, it signals a community coalescing gradually around $tone and his extended crew. Rob $tone continues: There’s a scene no one knows about … we’re trying to help build it up though, man. Ever since 1207 started there has been a sense of unity in the city & I love it. I really take pride in being from a city where we never get the light for music. I would keep an eye out for Spooks, Malik Burgerz, & the rest of 1207 first & for most. But there’s another San Diego artists that I am a really big fan of named Bdotwatt. Keep up with his music and look for us to work together in the future.” The eerie whistle sample has a long history, from a 1968 thriller to a Honda commercial. The song debuted at #97 on the Billboard 100.
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[Intro] Dun, dun, da-da-dun Water, ah, huh Mwah! [Verse 1: Rob $tone] Rob $tone, two damn phones Babylons can't crack the code (no) Used to sip out styrofoam But figured I should stick to dro (Weed!) Backwoods overload Don't like to smoke them swishers, ho If you hit my liquor store It's 50 cents for single Ports [Chorus: Rob $tone] Said she wanna roll with me and smoke up all my weed I said, "Baby just buy Dutches 'cause you can't smoke for free I got some loud but no money, babe, buy me a Fiji" She said, "You need a job", bitch, fuck a job, I still get cheese [Verse 2: J. Davi$] Two cell phones, Mr. Mothafuck A Thot Mr. I Be On That Block, 1207, fuck an opp They hear my name, they see my squad Rolling dope up on the spot I'm with your bitch, she on my jock Ain't got no time to love a thot Got niggas mad, my flow so hot Got niggas mad, my squad won't stop We in the game, won't take no loss I'm sippin' water out the Voss Got lean all in my fuckin' Sprite, turnin' up on fuckin' sight Mr. Kenny Powers 'bout to take your girlfriend home tonight, bitch [Verse 3: Spooks] And I'm smokin' on that widow when you see it out the window Got a dusty old tee, lookin' bummy, leave it simple Growin' up, I was always in the middle So I gotta hold it down for my older and my little And my brothers beside me, so fuck it, we mobbin' deep Always grimy, no findin' me, but I be in LG If your lil' fuckboy lame ass wanna creep I live by the lemon 'cause that fucker chose me [Chorus: Rob $tone] Said she wanna roll with me and smoke up all my weed I said, "Baby just buy Dutches 'cause you can't smoke for free I got some loud but no money, babe, buy me a Fiji" She said, "You need a job", bitch, fuck a job, I still get cheese [Outro] Yeah, got 1207 in this bitch, God Shoutout to that nigga Burgers He over there flipping them burgers though That nigga Andy We don't know where the fuck Andy's at But that's my nigga (Squad) 1207, bitch Water, coming up Water