Streets Calling

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

It's BP bitch

Me and you not workin', I think it's time we call it

Ring, ring, ring, I can hear the streets callin

I don't wanna hear a sound, I'm tired of all the talkin

I'm finna show you that a **** got options

Streets callin', nah, it's just him

Wanna work it out?

Bitch, you should've stayed in the gym

I don't want no contact, no, we can't be friends

Shit, dead to me hoe, put it in the coffin

Hold on, a block number calling my line

I pick up

You know who it is,

Honestly you got me fucked up

After all we done been through, you just gon' give up

Drop the location the crew finna slide in the black truck

And who that **** all on your story?

I'm not the **** to be played with, and honestly, you ain't Lori

**** callin' you daddy, I ain't takin' shit to Maury

Imma slide, turn the scene into scream it's gon' get gory

Hold on, this **** threatenin' me

I done gassed you up too much, I'm finna put that **** on E

He must've forgot that I'm big BP

And all that loud talkin, only gon' get him six deep, bitch

Me and you not workin', I think it's time we call it

Ring, ring, ring, I can hear the streets callin

I don't wanna hear a sound, I'm tired of all the talkin

I'm finna show you that a **** got options

Streets callin', nah, it's just him

Wanna work it out?

Bitch, you should've stayed in the gym

I don't want no contact, no, we can't be friends

Shit, dead to me hoe, put it in the coffin

Okay, I'm fine, I'm sexy, I'm cool

Lose a **** like me, you gotta be a damn fool

Nah, I don't wanna fix shit, fuck you and your damn tools

It's plenty fish in the sea, on my body a whole school

Okay, I'm headed back to the streets though

I was fuckin' with you heavy while your sex game weak hoe

Sneak dissin'?

I peeped though pull up with my **** they animals

Man, this ain't Stitch and Lilo

Finna cut him out of my life like a cancer

Hold on, fuck a Virgo and a Cancer

You wanna cheat?

I'm finna get your friend the answer

He say, beat it till it's purple

He my lil' Fanta

Me and you not workin', I think it's time we call it

Ring, ring, ring, I can hear the streets callin

I don't wanna hear a sound, I'm tired of all the talkin

I'm finna show you that a **** got options

Streets callin', nah, it's just him

Wanna work it out?

Bitch, you should've stayed in the gym

I don't want no contact, no, we can't be friends

Shit, dead to me hoe, put it in the coffin