Eleven Songtext
von Chill Bump

My homie here we go again (uh)

Somebody said Chill Bump was dead
They must have tripped, fell and went and bumped their head
What up now hoe (yeah)
What up now hoe (uh)

Somebody said Chill Bump done spit
That′s living proof dumb people say fucked up shit
What up now bitch (uh)
What up now bitch (yeah)

Nowadays shit's so different
There′s eight billion assholes with opinions
They all wanna be heard but no one's listening
My homie here we go again

Eyo these fake ass snakes are probably from this town
They'll probably shake our hands the day they thumb this down
I see now hoe (uh)
Ooh yeah I see now hoe (yeah)


If y′all feel some type of way
Get your stupid ass phones out and type away
It′s tobido-skido, bitch
Please say something negative (please)

Nowadays shit's so different
There′s eight billion assholes with opinions
They all wanna be heard but no one's listening
My homie here we go again

And all the loyal ass fans done caught a heart attack
It′s been a minute since the illest duo dropped a track
And all these loudmouthed haters done sparked a match
We bringing 2012 back, we 'bout to start from scratch

Now here we go
My homie here we go again
The fans know
My homie here we go again
The fans know
My homie here we go again

Yeah, uh
Eyo, we still sick and we know it
Go and tell your homies that we′re spreading quicker than COVID
Let's go