Calling My Line (feat. Ay Em & JBeatzz)

Spartans

Guys die for the clout war, P

Get chingy if her dons movin' iffy

Bad beef on bricky, but my eye's on a milli

So I tell her that I'm busy

Free T-Millie with the one-two jilly

Guy slapped Fizzy, get whacked then bill it

Zulu and Sabron, them praise  but my city ain't pretty

Tired of these keys, but my bread lookin' litty

Miz Mack still chingy in jail

Hit cells, then I ain't gettin' bail

Phone calls to my **** in jail and I

Don't do mail, Spartans don't fail

Be money over girls

Up in your gaff like a John Ball sales

Smoke on the road like the cookie don't smell

Gang at the show, then you know that we show

Hairy chest to the world

I was tryna move that girl right there

Oh, my god, what a waste

Tryna finesse that power right there

Oh, my god, what a waste

Did it for the mula, ay

Mish Mash, cuttin' schoolyard, yeah-yeah

Drillers in the corner, wait

Callin' my line, what a waste

I've been outside till the mornin'

Callin' my line, what a waste

I was tryna put in your order

Callin' my line, what a waste

I'll be outside, ay

Got me juugin' outside

Ring-a-ling-a-ling, that's the sound of my line

Pretty ting with dem brown eyes, yeah

Brown eyes

Pretty ting with dem brown eyes, yeah

Bitch, I'll be outside, ay

Got me juugin' outside

Guap, baby, guap, baby, guap, baby, guap

We was dedicated, young, gettin' easy and that

Get our pockets all fat, won't spend it on yak

Let's get our pockets all fat, then the chicks will camp

These days, enemies, pigs and blood

Hate just came from the mud

We was rude, we was snooze, no, dance, so Spartan's splash

Ching, where? Is he creepin' up?

Go and get him in the set

Deep end, we jumped in with nothin' but heart

Rule from the start

Seen **** live that, then switch they path

Guap, baby, guap

That's Ty sayin' stack them chips

These are pretty eyes on moi

Slow down, charge

I ain't surprised or fussed, I'm coughed

Hope you got my back if I ever get cuffed, fuck

I was tryna move that girl right there

Oh, my god, what a waste

Tryna finesse that power right there

Oh, my god, what a waste

Did it for the mula, ay

Mish Mash, cuttin' schoolyard, yeah-yeah

Drillers in the corner, wait

Callin' my line, what a waste

I've been outside till the mornin'

Callin' my line, what a waste

I was tryna put in your order

Callin' my line, what a waste

I'll be outside, ay

Got me juugin' outside

Ring-a-ling-a-ling, that's the sound of my line

Pretty ting with dem brown eyes, yeah

They was tryna get man back that day

But my bro got a way out

They've been tryna draw man out all day

Find these **** so lame

But we still be outside

Catch me juugin' outside

Lickies every day

For my bro, I'll ride

I'ma ride, I'ma ride, I'ma ride, I'ma slide