Find My Chill Trippie Redd (Ft. Chief Pound)

[Intro: Trippie Redd]
Murder, murder kill (Oh)
Pop a couple pills
(Shawty, you been mean to me, you been mean to me)
Ah, ayy
Big 14, know what the fuck going on, bitch, gang shit
Yeah, and we kill
The real beasts come out at night (Woo), uh
Uh, yeah

[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Murder, murder, kill (Kill)
For my niggas, I could never chill (Chill)
Pop a couple motherfucking pills
For my niggas, I'ma pop a couple seals (Come on)
Pour a lil' liquor then we spill (Yeah)
I can never ever find my chill (Yeah)
I can never ever find my chill (Chill)
I can never ever find my chill (Chill)
VVS them diamonds in my grill (Yeah)
For my niggas, I'ma pop a couple pills (Oh)
With my niggas, we gon' murder, murder, kill (Find my chill)
For my niggas, all this liquor spill (Find my chill, find my chill)

[Verse 1: Trippie Redd]
Got a cup of liquor, spill (Spill)
She just wanna come and make some mills (Yeah)
She wanna visit me in the hills (Yeah), ayy
I could never ever take this pressure away (Away)
I just need it to keep my focus, ayy, my focus, ayy, my focus, ayy, yeah, oh
Sipping on this drank, I need two cups
Pussy ass bitch, I can never give two fucks
Pussy ass bitch, you can get murdered, two Glocks (Bah)
Ha, shoot at two opps
Bitch, I feel good, I feel great
I feel like the fucking goat, bitch, I'm feeling like 2Pac, yeah
Oh, oh (Find my chill, find my chill, find my chill)
Yeah