"Call It" lyrics
(Shogun is the master)
(C Dub)
(Top$ide)
Ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy
Where the fuck all the real go?
Finna up the lamb chop, I'm the real GOAT
Make a dime bitch dance, Prada heel, toe
Pull a knot out my pants size Bilbo
Ayy, money give me everything that love won't
Intertwined with this shit, let the doves go
Intertwined with this shit, let the doves free
She'll sell her soul 'fore she ever dub me
I can show the real, but I'm not finna demonstrate
I ain't trust a bitch since Obama administration
I like how it feel when she slide and I tell her pop it
I ain't trust a bitch since Obama was in the office (Ayy)
Baby, tell me all the real, you can keep the extra
Saint Laurent red leather, turn into a lecture
YSL cheetah print, make her feel special
I'm gon' take it off the Ghost so the chill special (Ayy)
I'm a no-sleep nigga, real insomniac
Ayy, if you need me, you can find me where the knots be at
Ayy, niggas real-life lame, I cannot be that
Ayy, ayy, niggas real-life lame, I cannot be that, ayy
Where the fuck all the real go?
Finna up the lamb chop, I'm the real GOAT
Make a dime bitch dance, Prada heel, toe
Pull a knot out my pants size Bilbo
Ayy, money give me everything that love won't
Intertwined with this shit, let the doves go
Intertwined with this shit, let the doves free
She'll sell her soul 'fore she ever dub me
Up a roll, give lil' baby all the loose change
In the black truck feelin' like I'm Bruce Wayne
In a big-body feelin' like I'm Christian Bale
She'll keep us under wrap, she don't kiss and tell
I been splurgin', she like, "Get the VVS"
Bad bitch love PDA, she tell me it relieve the stress
Treat me good, but them bands treatin' me the best
She like, "Boy, I'm in your plans, you don't see it yet?"
Ayy, ayy, I'm a no-sleep nigga, real insomniac
Ayy, if you need me, you can find me where the knots be at
Ayy, niggas real-life lame, I cannot be that
Ayy, ayy, ayy, niggas real-life lame, I cannot be that, ayy
Geeked up, she like dog shit
I did two hundred on the West, left me nauseous
She'll show it all for me, I could call it
I don't trust no bitch, so I'm cautious
I don't trust no bitch, so I'm sewed up
She ain't know a nigga had it 'til I showed up
She like, "What is it gon' take for you to pour stuff?"
Fuck a date, she just wanna go to Dover, nigga
(C Dub)
(Top$ide)
Ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy
Where the fuck all the real go?
Finna up the lamb chop, I'm the real GOAT
Make a dime bitch dance, Prada heel, toe
Pull a knot out my pants size Bilbo
Ayy, money give me everything that love won't
Intertwined with this shit, let the doves go
Intertwined with this shit, let the doves free
She'll sell her soul 'fore she ever dub me
I can show the real, but I'm not finna demonstrate
I ain't trust a bitch since Obama administration
I like how it feel when she slide and I tell her pop it
I ain't trust a bitch since Obama was in the office (Ayy)
Baby, tell me all the real, you can keep the extra
Saint Laurent red leather, turn into a lecture
YSL cheetah print, make her feel special
I'm gon' take it off the Ghost so the chill special (Ayy)
I'm a no-sleep nigga, real insomniac
Ayy, if you need me, you can find me where the knots be at
Ayy, niggas real-life lame, I cannot be that
Ayy, ayy, niggas real-life lame, I cannot be that, ayy
Where the fuck all the real go?
Finna up the lamb chop, I'm the real GOAT
Make a dime bitch dance, Prada heel, toe
Pull a knot out my pants size Bilbo
Ayy, money give me everything that love won't
Intertwined with this shit, let the doves go
Intertwined with this shit, let the doves free
She'll sell her soul 'fore she ever dub me
Up a roll, give lil' baby all the loose change
In the black truck feelin' like I'm Bruce Wayne
In a big-body feelin' like I'm Christian Bale
She'll keep us under wrap, she don't kiss and tell
I been splurgin', she like, "Get the VVS"
Bad bitch love PDA, she tell me it relieve the stress
Treat me good, but them bands treatin' me the best
She like, "Boy, I'm in your plans, you don't see it yet?"
Ayy, ayy, I'm a no-sleep nigga, real insomniac
Ayy, if you need me, you can find me where the knots be at
Ayy, niggas real-life lame, I cannot be that
Ayy, ayy, ayy, niggas real-life lame, I cannot be that, ayy
Geeked up, she like dog shit
I did two hundred on the West, left me nauseous
She'll show it all for me, I could call it
I don't trust no bitch, so I'm cautious
I don't trust no bitch, so I'm sewed up
She ain't know a nigga had it 'til I showed up
She like, "What is it gon' take for you to pour stuff?"
Fuck a date, she just wanna go to Dover, nigga
