歌词
(Could it be you calling me down?)
I'm dead (my foolish heart turns at the stars)
Please don't tell nobody (huh, huh)
I told her, please don't tell nobody, if you slidin', then you slidin' (could it be you calling me down?)
Dogs don't be outside, and I'm tryna go catch me a body
In the young, we smoking his addict, I don't want this, you got someone about it
When I sign my next deal, gonna cop and try to snatch up Maserati
Conk, got ten up on my wrist, these **** broke, can't show a door
Don't reach for none of these hands, y'all ah gon' die inside the club
I ain't never overplayed my part, I stayed down, rented up
I ain't never figured about my past, I poured paint in the car
Hold on Charlie, but I won't go that bad, man, lad, dude, give it up
Get them bags and push them out fast, if I fit in and up
Oh, my ass ain't tough my shit, I ain't had to pop my cap or talk
She stuck in the past, she did me bad, try to spend because I'm up
Came to the spot, ain't wanna fuck, go hit the door, can't get no hard
She wanted love, but gave me lust, she gave my trust, get you a truck
Won't go for shit, I got it on me, I let it blow, I don't give a fuck
He came around but wasn't on nothing like he on pause, I have him stuck
I with YBN catch too much vibe with friends, why did he do that?
More like why he did in your diamond holla in?
Glee, gleek, don't bring that card in my partner slimming in
I set the trend I'm never copying and so that I follow it, my God
Couple times I lost it all and ran it up the same day
I'm really turnt, this shit you said it, get you smacked the same day
Bitch, I'm him, pull out a 10, pop it and put it in that face
Do going drill, ski over clothes and make sure you don't leave no trace
Bubble cold and big ass G, he think I like it, no way
I'm with the bro, girl, bring your friends, we trying to push up to your plate
Yeah, decide to beat it up, then pull out and leave it on your face
I'm in the car, they show me love, no, I don't care about that
Tryna find out where you stay
This bitch, she callin' my phone, don't give a damn, it ain't no play
Tryna see what the hell you on, you move different, but it's okay
You said my name, that song, so when we see it, we swing the Drake
Little bro ain't got not HellCat, you know he got a hell kitty
You know I can't inch your cap, no, mama, I ain't bring a Jimmy
Better know my whip is ten, tension, boiling up his scent
She not a ten-trip, her life pennis, huh-hmm
I told her, please don't tell nobody, if you slidin', then you slidin'
Dogs don't be outside, and I'm tryna go catch me a body
In the young, we smoking his addict, I don't want this, you got someone about it
When I sign my next deal, gonna cop and try to snatch up Maserati
Written by: Israel Hobbs
