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On Call
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Alternative Rap
On Call was released on July 24, 2020 by IRAS as a part of the album 1PLAYAWAY
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Release DateJuly 24, 2020
LabelIRAS
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM75

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Uncle Skitz
Uncle Skitz
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Spencer Mahurt
Spencer Mahurt
Songwriter
Brayon Potillo
Brayon Potillo
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Matthew "M-Saw" Winn
Matthew "M-Saw" Winn
Engineer
Brayon Potillo
Brayon Potillo
Producer

Lyrics

And I hoping that it's true
Everything that you say
That you gone do, you do
Imma call your click the pocket-watcher crew
Cause all you **** do is Kinko's copy moves
I'm a spectacular young ****
Vacuum seal the package
Then I standard rate ship em
Dracula she gone suck the dick 'till she hiccup
No spatula but imma flip her curb kick her
(Goodbye)
My heart subzero it's so frozen
It's comeback season on my Derrick Rose shit
Imma go and pave the way cause I was chosen
You the type to kick out fam to let the hoes in
They so quick to forget it's incredible
If it's fuck you then is fuck you and I meant it too
Cuttin **** off circle like a decimal
MOB ain't no hoe on a pedestal
Why you gotta act like that
You know I'm on call in the trap like that
If you knew better you would probably do it too
At least I'm hoping that it's fucking true
I ran out the benefit of doubt
Cause all that word of mouth is the benefit of clout
I got tired of wondering the how
And went and got that shit done now I got em like WOW
Wow, Wow, Wow
Wow, Wow, Wow
(O K K Kay)
Wow, Wow, Wow
Wow, yea, uh
Lane switch euro stepping like Ginobili ****
She get emotional and she just be like hold me ****
If you gone broadcast bout them ends you better show me ****
Cause it's all money in ain't no money going missing
Got damn ass fat how you get up in them jeans
Tell me something new show me something that I've never seen
I feel like a chemist every time I mix the fucking lean
Told her come here pop this bean no this ain't no black eye pea
Jugging for a check and bitch I'm paid on leave
I had to leave your ass alone cause I could sense the hate and greed
When I hit it from the back make her ass sing like Creed
I ain't tripping on no trick I got tricks up my sleeve
Why you gotta act like that
You know I'm on call in the trap like that
If you knew better you would probably do it too
At least I'm hoping that it's fucking true
I ran out the benefit of doubt
Cause all that word of mouth is the benefit of clout
I got tired of wondering the how
And went and got that shit done now I got em like WOW
Wow, Wow, Wow
Wow, Wow, Wow
(O K K Kay)
Wow, Wow, Wow
Wow, yea, uh
Written by: Brayon Potillo, Spencer Mahurt
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