Call On You

[Intro: Kira+]

(Huh, Huh, Got my racks up, Huh, Huh

Calling for the bros, go get your backup)

[Verse: Kira+]

When I need my bitch, can I call on you?

And she too easy to switch, no I can’t count on you

I be too slizzy off Tris, mix it with Mountain Dew

Have you floating like you IT, that’s what that clowning do

I’m 'bout to act a fool—act up

Huh, got my racks up, huh

ARPs and .223s, my brothers, they be backed up

She hate it when I’m off the weed

She said, “Like bae, don’t act up”

Like I’m up inna galaxy, lil bitch you know I’m gassed up

[Verse 2: Kira+]

I got a shoulder you could lean on, baby

Go and wipe your tears

Bitch, I’m hitting different levels and I’m changing gears

“No, we won’t listen,” “He too different”—

Heard that shit for years

But this year different, on my grind, I’m facing all my fears

Chrome Heart belt matching with Balenciaga boots

I bought myself a bag, and I just bought my bitch some Prada shoes

I know these **** mad, they can’t do half the shit that I do

I almost crashed the Track—tell lil Vxntae’ where we driving to?

[Bridge: Kira+]

Huh, get back—told that boy to get back

All these bitches throwing ass, feel like a pimp named Slickback

I be off the whippets, I be bugging—take that shit back

All up in her ribs and shit, she moaning—take your bitch back

[Hook - Repeat]

When I need my bitch, can I call on you?

And she too easy to switch, no I can’t count on you

I be too slizzy off Tris, mix it with Mountain Dew

Have you floating like you IT, that’s what that clowning do

I’m 'bout to act a fool—act up

Huh, got my racks up, huh

ARPs and .223s, my brothers, they be backed up

She hate it when I’m off the weed

She said, “Like bae, don’t act up”

Like I’m up inna galaxy, lil bitch you know I’m gassed up

[Verse 2 - Repeat]

I got a shoulder you could lean on, baby

Go and wipe your tears

Bitch, I’m hitting different levels and I’m changing gears

“No, we won’t listen,” “He too different”—

Heard that shit for years

But this year different, on my grind, I’m facing all my fears

Chrome Heart belt matching with Balenciaga boots

I bought myself a bag, and I just bought my bitch some Prada shoes

I know these **** mad, they can’t do half the shit that I do

I almost crashed the Track—tell lil Vxntae’ where we driving to?