AUS2UK Chillinit (Ft. Kamakaze)

[Intro: ChillinIt]
Oi, Kam
From the Aus to the UK, brah, fuck me dead
Shell it

[Verse 1: ChillinIt]
Hold up, just roll up the joint
Lemme burn this ash right down to the roach
Hold up, we rolled up the kush, went shhhh
That's the sound of the smoke
Grams of ganja in the land down under
When the cash roll through that’s the sound of the ghost
Get rowdy, shut down the show
Then go stage to stage and shut down the coast, like ah
Too many eyes like Apple, got it on lock like grapples
You could get tackled, girl gets cuffed like shackles
I don't give a fuck, let's battle, get shipped like apparel
I keep buds in a barrel, what you’ve heard, no cattle
You can't stop me, you can't block me
Step the brothers just like Will Ferrell, I don't tell tattles
I tell fibs, the top spot, I call dibs
I stay smoked, just like ribs, I hate beef
Get money, get rich, get rich
Get rich, motherfucker, I was cooked for days
You want rhymes? I got books and page
Cunts on stage like, "Reel up the deck"
Now the DJs laugh and then looks away
I jump on stage and I shell like petrol stations
The hotel's my destination
And my bars so sick, I'm seeing red like menstruation
When I chill with a sexy Asian
Nasty, chopped like parsley
I'm the premier league, just like Barclays
I stay stoned 'cause I’m riddled with weed
I smash glassies, bong for bong, I get nasty
You’ll get knocked out the 'Ville like Johnny
I still smoke O’s like Steve
Bam, I was done like Ryan
Bodied, you're a jackass, please
No stuntman but I still stunt, man
Spin like a redback whenever I hunts, man
Sesh rap, better in a blunt, man
I'll be blunt, man, I don't give a fuck, man