"SHOT CALLER" lyrics
Yeah
Used to the lights, see the camera when it flash
Oh shit, I think she might trip on me when she find out that it's only the night
But I gotta get keep this shit one hundred, I won't lie
All this shit I'm on, I hardly got time to vibe
I been running up them cheques like nine to five and five to nine
I know she wish I'd find the time, uh
Make some mem's, I ain't done yet
Racing with this money to the sunset, gone
Want so many cribs, still ain't live in any
Man in summer been spenny, spend a pretty penny
You can't show me many things I ain't did already
Still my younger niggas govern like the military
I just got my weight up, now they spilling heavy
I don't even want the drama but we fit and ready
Jack's loaded up the B, I just put that in a cemetery
Counting up these plaques, bitch I'm legendary
7 a.m. and she putting her thong back on
She want it again but she know I'm too nonchalant
Not even a week but she say I been gone too long
That's because I'm in the room where this song belong
It's not you, it's me
Chain spilling like it's water
Molly in my cup, only time a nigga call her
I'm a trap nigga, probably better that I warn ya
In a penthouse but I came up on the corner
I must be a farmer the way I got aura
You's an informer and I'm a shot caller
Poppin' these pills got me locking my jaw up
Got a nigga sweating like the sauna, uh
See it and I gotta have it, bad habit
Coughing up my lungs like a nigga asthmatic
I hate these niggas' lives, you know I can't stand it
Still I keep it cool, keep it placid
Used to the lights, see the camera when it flash
New coupe, only couple hundred on the dash
Should be in the booth but I'm thumbing through the cash
Ice cold 'cause the bitches only loyal for the guys
Who woulda thought I woulda make it out the fort?
Louis galore, she wanna rip off my Dior
Still trendy but I keep it steady
Need another mill' like [?]
7 a.m. and she putting her thong back on
She want it again but she know I'm too nonchalant
Not even a week but she say I been gone too long
That's because I'm in the room where this song belong
It's not you, it's me
Chain spilling like it's water
Molly in my cup, only time a nigga call her
I'm a trap nigga, probably better that I warn ya
In a penthouse but I came up on the corner
Used to the lights, see the camera when it flash
Oh shit, I think she might trip on me when she find out that it's only the night
But I gotta get keep this shit one hundred, I won't lie
All this shit I'm on, I hardly got time to vibe
I been running up them cheques like nine to five and five to nine
I know she wish I'd find the time, uh
Make some mem's, I ain't done yet
Racing with this money to the sunset, gone
Want so many cribs, still ain't live in any
Man in summer been spenny, spend a pretty penny
You can't show me many things I ain't did already
Still my younger niggas govern like the military
I just got my weight up, now they spilling heavy
I don't even want the drama but we fit and ready
Jack's loaded up the B, I just put that in a cemetery
Counting up these plaques, bitch I'm legendary
7 a.m. and she putting her thong back on
She want it again but she know I'm too nonchalant
Not even a week but she say I been gone too long
That's because I'm in the room where this song belong
It's not you, it's me
Chain spilling like it's water
Molly in my cup, only time a nigga call her
I'm a trap nigga, probably better that I warn ya
In a penthouse but I came up on the corner
I must be a farmer the way I got aura
You's an informer and I'm a shot caller
Poppin' these pills got me locking my jaw up
Got a nigga sweating like the sauna, uh
See it and I gotta have it, bad habit
Coughing up my lungs like a nigga asthmatic
I hate these niggas' lives, you know I can't stand it
Still I keep it cool, keep it placid
Used to the lights, see the camera when it flash
New coupe, only couple hundred on the dash
Should be in the booth but I'm thumbing through the cash
Ice cold 'cause the bitches only loyal for the guys
Who woulda thought I woulda make it out the fort?
Louis galore, she wanna rip off my Dior
Still trendy but I keep it steady
Need another mill' like [?]
7 a.m. and she putting her thong back on
She want it again but she know I'm too nonchalant
Not even a week but she say I been gone too long
That's because I'm in the room where this song belong
It's not you, it's me
Chain spilling like it's water
Molly in my cup, only time a nigga call her
I'm a trap nigga, probably better that I warn ya
In a penthouse but I came up on the corner
Writer(s): Nathan Adams
