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Chilli is a track by SINN6R, taken from the album “#FEDERAL++”, released March 12, 2026 on XV Records / Lizzy Records. It runs 1:49 and carries an explicit content notice. Use the Play button above when a verified stream is available, or choose a listening service from the other options.
Within the album sequence, this recording sits alongside Runner, Fuk The City, Me & You. Open the album page to compare the full running order and the listening options available for each song.
Song details
- Song
- Chilli
- Artist
- SINN6R
- Release
- #FEDERAL++
- Format
- Album
- Duration
- 1:49
- Release date
- March 12, 2026
- Record label
- XV Records / Lizzy Records
- Content notice
- Explicit
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Lyrics
Find another song(S-shu-shu-shut up the dance, this is ah horriblistic ting)
I ain't ever been sober, I ain't ever been sober
Six on my head, not October (Yes)
I ain't ever been sober, six on my head not October
Huh, listen (I ain't ever been sober)
Yeah, like
My head got hot, but I still feel chilly
I'm stuck in the snow, just me and my killy
It's half past eight in the mornin', lines gettin' racked up, but I'm going straight to the stu'
Yeah, I can't lie you're a pretty little boo, but I tell her "Bruck dat," cah I favour the view
But I favour the grind, wanna stick it like gluе
Four packs in the ride so I tell hеr, "Go zoom"
Never been one for the pasa-pasa
I can trip on a drink, off the Casa'-Casa'
Got three baddies like Migos, I had to bag her (Brr-brr)
Grabbing my sack like Santa (Huh)
Gaspin', I got the Xan', uh
She a fiend, I can see that shit from a mile out
Off a bean, out my mind, think I'm gonna wild out
I don't know, but their sister said, "Come and find out"
No, huh, I-I ain't ever sober, six-six on my head, not October
He's got a Drac' and he's smokin' on NOCTA
One phone call and it's all over
I'm a loner, took time when I blown up
Take your clothes off, I ain't risin', Rosa
She only got one mission for the kid
K-killin' this dick, real militant soldier
D-drink in my hand, I'm thirsty
G-got Henny in my cup, I'm burst
You take X, I-I take worse
I pop pills 'til I can't converse
T-t-too much cash for the— (Brr-brr)
T-t-too much cash for the purse
I feel blessed, I-I feel cursed
Countin' up cash and it's all up on verse
M-made me a killin' off rock
I can't stop, man, I'm feelin' like a misfit
White chick and she got herself a BF
I ain't fucked so she gonna have a bitch fit
Rico beat all of the odds, there ain't a thing that Ace isn't riskin'
I don't care if my head gets hot, there ain't a sitch that a pill ain't fixin'
My head got hot, but I still feel chilly
I'm stuck in the snow, just me and my killy
It's half past eight in the mornin', lines gettin' racked up, but I'm going straight to the stu'
Yeah, I can't lie you're a pretty little boo, but I tell her "Bruck dat," cah I favour the view
But I favour the grind, wanna stick it like glue
Four packs in the ride so I tell her, "Go zoom"
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