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CALL SPITTA
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Hip-Hop/Rap
CALL SPITTA was released on July 10, 2026 by Warlike LLC (EST Gee) PS as a part of the album CALL SPITTA - Single
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
EST Gee
EST Gee
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
George Stone III
George Stone III
Songwriter
John Carlos Ramirez
John Carlos Ramirez
Songwriter
Edis Selmani
Edis Selmani
Songwriter
Harald Hjermann Sorebo
Harald Hjermann Sorebo
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Johngotitt
Johngotitt
Recording Engineer, Producer
Yung Dza
Yung Dza
Producer
Payday
Payday
Producer
Jess Jackson
Jess Jackson
Mastering Engineer, Mixing Engineer
Dillon Brophy
Dillon Brophy
Assistant Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Chorus]
In another **** town treatin' it like it's mine
Hit another **** bitch, he took her back, they bond
**** had called up Spitta and told me quit dissin' the 9
But I'ma hold my V's upside down until I die
[Verse 1]
Yeah, upside down till I'm finished
Them means I spent on looks for my brothers, not my image
Before I had a buzz, I got it in blood and had them spinnin'
Before I slid on blood, I slid on cuz and I got in it
Before I had a buzz, stood over cuz, I caught him slippin'
These ****, they don't like me 'cause I'm icy, I got bitches
Put ice inside the trenches, put that pistol on a ****
Put knife inside the witness, it's my life inside these chickens
My life in a bird, you know it's raw, Fentanyl make your tongue burn
[Refrain]
Y'all did it flawed when it's y'all's, now it's our turn
Five hundred dollar M&Y's look like Converse
That .556 go off, makin' yo' mind hurt
Y'all did it flawed when it's y'all's, now it's our turn
Five-hundred dollar M&Y's look like Converse
That .556 go off, makin' yo' mind hurt
[Verse 2]
Yeah, if Gotti ain't need me, curried, I'm drivin' cocaine, music left
My daddy couldn't understand how I made a hundred a brick of fetty
Been in the streets since '87, didn't make his legacy seem petty
My college bitch big brother tried to run off, you know I trip 'em
Some boxes with my celly for some rumors of me tellin'
I'm like Ox off a belly, said no pussy never killed me
I drop hundreds, I drop fifties, thirties, tens, even fives
If I really weren't even fried, he would not be alive
****, on God and all guys, ****, yo' hood or mine?
I got real **** that love spending, get money on the side
I know how to make a loud mouth broke **** be quiet
On all beet diet for members who done died
It's a must that I shine, plus I'm up, I ain't lyin'
In another ****'s city right now
Puttin' it down in another **** bitch from the back, and she fine
Them **** ain't do shit with the ball, now it's ours
[Refrain]
Y'all did it flawed when it's y'all's, now it's our turn
Five hundred dollar M&Y's look like Converse
That .556 go off, makin' yo' mind hurt
Y'all did it flawed when it's y'all's, now it's our turn
Five-hundred dollar M&Y's look like Converse
That .556 go off, makin' yo' mind hurt
[Chorus]
I'm up in another **** town, treatin' it like it's mine
Hit another ****, bitch, he took it back, they bond
**** had called up Spitta and told me quit dissin' the 9
But I'ma hold my V's upside down until I die
Written by: Edis Selmani, George Stone III, Harald Hjermann Sorebo, John Carlos Ramirez
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