[Refrain: Chillin Homie]
Run up on me, too gully
I don’t wanna know, it’s a rough world, ey
I’m trying to wake up
From high notes, I’m stressed out
Way too gully
Seoul life shit gets tough
More than again, life shit gets ugly
I can’t even feel my face
Trippin' on trees, smoked out soully
Yo, man, I dance
Gully, gully
Jump out with ecstasy jerky
Seoul city, Seoul city
I’m lost, bitch, keep it lowkey, lowkey, ey
Late night walk into the club
Rolling deep with goonies
Man, I dance
Gully, gully
Jump out with ecstasy jerky
[Verse 1: Chillin Homie]
Ay, one slip and it gets wasted
320d on the road
Take a lap, get twisted
Two laps, I need to roll
Like a hamster wheel, every Friday feels the samе
Retarded, doing on three, I’m drowsy now
Awake, I'm barеly awake, it’s messy
Yeah, I need to get home
Spinning around Seoul city, my city
I’m Peter Parker
She says she sold me a TV
Nah, you’re trippin’
Could you keep some privacy?
I can’t even see
Only feel that bass hitting heavy
I'm tryna get chill, ey
Caught up in a dream, like a movie
Blacked out
Caught up in Seoul
I’m trippin’
[Refrain: Chillin Homie]
Run up on me, too gully
I don’t wanna know, it’s a rough world, ey
I’m trying to wake up
From high notes, I’m stressed out
Way too gully
Seoul life shit gets tough
More than again, life shit gets ugly
I can’t even feel my face
Trippin' on trees, smoked out soully
Yo, man, I dance
Gully, gully
Jump out with ecstasy jerky
Seoul city, Seoul city
I’m lost, bitch, keep it lowkey, lowkey, ey
Late night walk into the club
Rolling deep with goonies
Man, I dance
Gully, gully
Jump out with ecstasy jerky
[Verse 2: Loco]
One for the paper
Two for, don’t know
Seoul city is my per diem
It’s become a nice stack
Figure out where to spend it
Though I play it cool, I’m still hustling
Range Rover pulls up
All black, making them hesitate
Gotta live with bluffs
Everyone else but the main character is left hanging
Mixing with them lacks ambition
So thanks to that, curfew's at 9
It’s funny, I feel most nervous when I’m myself
Here or there, jerky vibes
Seoul city, Seoul city, can’t make a living
I said that for the popo, to serve as a police officer
No hesitation, Benz with a flash, kinda like a kiss
Hate the gray city, so I said I’d leave
But a week later, we’re back
But this time, for real, we’re back, for real, to make money
[Refrain: Chillin Homie]
Run up on me, too gully
I don’t wanna know, it’s a rough world, ey
I’m trying to wake up
From high notes, I’m stressed out
Way too gully
Seoul life shit gets tough
More than again, life shit gets ugly
I can’t even feel my face
Trippin' on trees, smoked out soully
Yo, man, I dance
Gully, gully
Jump out with ecstasy jerky
Seoul city, Seoul city
I’m lost, bitch, keep it lowkey, lowkey, ey
Late night walk into the club
Rolling deep with goonies
Man, I dance
Gully, gully
Jump out with ecstasy jerky