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Work Call
609
Hip-Hop/Rap
Work Call was released on August 12, 2025 by Signal Records/Columbia as a part of the album Work Call - Single
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Release DateAugust 12, 2025
LabelSignal Records/Columbia
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM136

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Gizwop
Gizwop
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Russell Campbell
Russell Campbell
Composer
Hunter Marsh
Hunter Marsh
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Maxo Beats
Maxo Beats
Producer

Lyrics

(Ayy, Maxo)
(This is Petro Gang)
Yeah, uh, uh
Uh, you sellin' them cars, young ****? I'm buyin' 'em
I'm lookin' for a rap ****, but I can't find him
That bag on his head, that's murder for hire
I'm chasin' that money, I'm chasin' them kills
I been found a way before I signed a deal
And soon as I signed, I went and bought Dracs
I'm beefin' too hard, I don't go on dates
They fishin' me, I'm tryna see where I'm livin'
And when you see me, you gon' see four killers
I'm shootin' my gun, how I shoot with precision
I just dropped a hit and two, three misses (Yeah)
One hit of that— nah, that shit hittin' different
Auntie said that shit that I got is a mystery (Mystery)
I'm makin' that mills, got the whole city spinnin'
We done parked right beside him and dumped two Smithens (Boom, boom, boom)
It's a work call, everybody loadin' up (Work call)
We 'bout to go purgin', turn the summer up (Uh-huh)
Free Buck, duckin' out of the feds, free bruh (Bruh)
This shit here ain't nothin', **** know how we comin' (Comin')
I got' drag my nuts, I missed two summers (I missed two summers)
Got some young **** geekin' to put somethin' under
My young **** uppin' his rank, you can slide with him
If **** ain't doin' nothin', they ain't wan' die with you (****, huh)
****, I drop like fifty-one like Jordan (Fifty-one like Jordan)
Lil' Dizzy could drive, he thinkin' he goin'
Catch a **** out of bounds, you know that we scorin' (Bah)
'Bout to hit every opp block, ****, I'm tourin' (I'm tourin')
Keep sayin' my name, a young **** drawin' (Yeah)
That **** had died from interferin' war
They know what we do, we pop out at your door (Bah, bah)
Uh, you sellin' them cars, young ****? I'm buyin' 'em (I'm buyin' 'em)
I'm lookin' for a rap ****, but I can't find him (Can't find him)
That bag on his head, that's murder for hire (Murder for hire)
I'm chasin' that money, I'm chasin' them kills (I'm chasin' them kills)
I been found a way before I signed a deal (I did that)
And soon as I signed, I went and bought Dracs
I'm beefin' too hard, I don't go on dates
They fishin' me, I'm tryna see where I'm livin'
And when you see me, you gon' see four killers
I'm shootin' my gun, how I shoot with precision
I just dropped a hit and two, three misses
One hit of that— nah, that shit hittin' different
Auntie said that shit that I got is a mystery
I'm makin' that mills, got the whole city spinnin'
We done parked right beside him and dumped two Smithens (Boom, boom, boom)
It's a work call, everybody loadin' up (Let's go)
Uh, it's work call, everybody loadin' up
Written by: Hunter Marsh, Russell Campbell
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