Lyrics

(Karegi, haha) Yeah, somebody keep calling my phone Yeah, hello, hello, hello, hello, hello, hello (Hello) Who keep on calling my, phone Same number keep on calling me Yeah, I told that girl to leave me alone Get in that truck and get gone Block that bitch off of my, phone That bitch keep calling my, phone Told her to leave me alone Five-hundred thousand dollar, cologne (Uh-huh) She told me to pull up and hell yeah (Swerve) I'm finna beat it all night I got the bread in the back of the whip Put the X on my hip so I hit it all night I might hit the swerve on the bitch Or I might hit the pull up (Might hit the pull up) I'm in the gym with my money, this bitch doin' pull-ups (Yeah) Kicked all the damn bad things about the yeah, shoulda coulda woulda Yeah bitch, I be high with the guys I kick it with Buddha Oh yeah, that just remind me, I'm finna bootup I might take her to Cha-nay-nay, or I might take a Chuppa They don't really be geeked like us (No way), they don't really be running it up They don't really do nothing at all (Uh), But they always just wan' be involved (Fuck 'em) Made a whole new wave, yeah WAV (Yeah, let's go) Bitch give me head, bitch give me Bop-It (Let's go) Yeah, and she drank all my kids, she swallow Bitch I be high with the guys, it is what it is, my name in the Bible Yeah, hello, hello, hello, hello, hello, hello Who keep on calling my, phone Same number keep on calling me Yeah, I told that girl to leave me alone Get in that truck and get gone Block that bitch off of my, phone That bitch keep calling my, phone Told her to leave me alone (Yeah, yeah) Five-hundred thousand dollar, cologne (Uh-huh) She told me to pull up and hell yeah I'm finna beat it all night I got the bread in the back of the whip Put the X on my hip so I hit it all night (Yeah) We started that brand new wave This shit I done put out, finna go to LA Can't even top up the money I made (Shh) Finna put that shit out in they face Shooter on payroll, that boy getting paid The X just be calling my phone everyday Pull up on yo thotty, get ate That pussy boy used to be hate (Pussy) Hello, why that bih' calling my phone (My phone) The X and that perc got be gone (Gone) They steady be jockin' our flow (My flow) That bitch let me jerk in her throat I just be laughing (Ha-ha-ha) The opps done turned to a joke Bitch we gone pop out at every show (Let's go) Yeah, hello, hello, hello, hello, hello, hello Who keep on calling my, phone Same number keep on calling me Yeah, I told that girl to leave me alone Get in that truck and get gone Block that bitch off of my, phone That bitch keep calling my, phone Told her to leave me alone (Yeah, yeah) Five-hundred thousand dollar, cologne (Uh-huh, uh-huh) She told me to pull up and hell yeah I'm finna beat it all night I got the bread in the back of the whip Put the X on my hip so I hit it all night I might hit the swerve on the bitch or I might hit the pull up Yeah, hello (Hello), hello (Hello), hello (Hello), Hello (Hello), Hello (Hello), hello (Hello, hello, hello)
Writer(s): Noah Olivier Smith, Renato Karamalak, Canyon Xavier Moore Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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