Call Me

Uh

Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh

Uh, uh

Uh, uh, uh, uh

They don't know where I stay, can't show my house 'cause I'm wildin' now

Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (Can't shoot it up)

I been sayin', "Turn me up, 5," so fuckin' long, don't turn me down

Know you heard of me, I'm the fuckin' reason they got smackers ballin' now, huh

I'm the fuckin' biggest, so it's different (Woo), try who you will, still the richest, huh (Woo)

I'm real-life livin', can't kick it (Woo), walk down, hit him through the window (Ooh)

I know belt gang lied, he ain't spinnin', ****, you ain't paid no tab nor did it

**** say my name, I get to itchin', **** approach me wrong, I get to hittin', huh

On my side, it ain't too much talk, but they maskin' up and get to creepin', huh

I wanna do it for my city, but they say I keep sponsorin' all this beefin' shit

It's one **** from my city, I'm throwin' a mansion party when he get hit, huh

Let the bitches in, huh, fuckin' fire the grill

All this shit I talk, when they cut me on, ****, hide your ears (Woo)

All these K's I brought, ain't no callin' off, this shit for years, huh

All these **** I lost, you ain't slidin', you ain't nothin' I'm tryin' to hear, huh

I got real killers, that'll look out for you, gon' die if you touch my hair

Shit been hot, I ain't been in the city, got too much money, I don't see these ****

If it ain't get shot, you ain't seein' these semis, down three hundred, that came from sippin' (Racks)

Rose-gold wrist, rose-gold neck, rose-gold fuckin' car

I ain't show my page, I ain't say my name, how she know I'm a star? (Huh)

Seven hundred, eight hundred large (Huh), seven hundred, eight hundred cars (Huh)

How many bitches? How many hoes? Seven hundred, eight hundred broads (Huh)

**** don't be poppin', just had a name for a couple months (Huh)

**** ain't been had a gun, just got in the street the last fuckin' month (Huh)

I know I can't sit and rat, it'll fuck my name up, huh

Whole world know he a rat, he done fucked his fame up, huh

How the fuck they know you snitchin'? (Huh), my first year, could've went Richard (Huh)

New 'Vette car, ho shiftin' and I got one car, top tinted, huh

Every time I switch my 'fit, it's a brand-new bitch I'm switchin', huh

I ain't know **** be payin' the blogs to keep the beef on Instagram

I ain't know **** be tellin' hoes they did and they ain't ever did a thing

Never rode for gang, uh, never seen a brain

I know I can't do shit 'round dude, he might go tell it (Uh)

He ain't ready, thick bitch, backseat givin' becky (Woo)

Might can't get a nine-to-five, get paid off 7-Eleven

My **** don't want no fuckin' job, he get paid every time he wet 'em, huh

Smack him first, then call me, call me

Just call me, call me, call me, huh

Smack him first, then call me, call me

Just call me

Call me, just call me