"Call Up The Troops" lyrics
(feat. Offset)
Yeah you know
Carti, goddamn
Shit, man, yeah, you know
Huh, that way, huh, best way, hmm
Yeah, yeah
Diamonds dancing, nigga
He the motherfucker on the mic, nigga
Yeah, you know what I'm saying?
This shit real, yeah, you feel me?
Yeah
They taking them pictures (Blatt), I'm taking they bitches (Uh), they hop in my whip and we get it, ooh (Skrrt)
I'm seeing the pictures, my life is so vivid (Uh), my nigga, I'm living the vision (I'm living it), ooh
My bitches stay calling, stay calling, they calling (Brr), they texting like "Carti you missing?" (Brr)
She blow the dick like a whistle (Muah)
Up on the block with a missile, ooh
How he get shot in some rental, ooh (How?)
How you gon' say that's your nigga? (How?)
You let it sing like Tiller (You let it)
I bring that shit like a dealer, ooh (I bring it)
Then I go fuck with my dealer, ooh (My dealer)
We run around like chinchillas (Hey)
I might withdraw that little' million, uh
Watch me count up a little' mil' (Count up)
Fucking his bitch in my Benz (Spend)
'Member I was in the pen, ooh (Fucking that bitch)
Bitches, they hating on Cash, ooh (Cash)
Bitches, they paying my rent, ooh (My rent. No)
I get the money then flip, ooh (Flipping it)
I get the swag then drip, ooh (Dripping it)
Bitch, I'm gon' dab like Flippa, ooh (Flippa)
I got your bitch and I flip her, ooh
Ooh, yeah, ay, yeah (Yeah), huh
You know I'm that nigga (Yeah)
Uh, yeah, ooh, yeah
I know they gon' feel the little nigga (Yeah)
I know your bitch feeling this nigga (She feeling it)
Sucking and fucking, little nigga (You feel it)
Texting my phone at night (Uh)
Talking 'bout she wanna bite (Yeah)
I got this shit like a—uh
She gon' ride it like a bike (Woo)
She gon' ride dick like a bike, uh (Woo)
Huh, what? Yeah (Ooh)
I got your ho and she wet (Yeah)
I got your ho and she naughty
Uh (Uh), what? (Yeah)
Ay (Yeah, yeah)
Offset
Hop in the Wraith with the stars in it (Wraith)
She going crazy, the bar in her (Bar)
She a bad bitch but a bartender (Bar)
It's weird cause she didn't see the star in me (Star)
Now I'm looking at bizarre women (Huh?)
Better learn to play your cards, pimping (Learn)
Split the profit, yeah, we all winning (Split the profit)
Pray to God 'cause we all sinning (Pray to God)
And now I'm dunking like I'm Vince Carter (Uh)
Bad bitches but they riding Marda (Bad)
Hundred thousand for a new Cartier (Whoa)
Me and Carti 'bout to bust these Barti's (Carti)
Hold on little bitch (Hold on)
You know a rich nigga got a brick on my wrist (Brick)
I could build a mountain with the flick of a wrist (Whip)
Bitch, probably livid you not on the list
Turn up, yeah
Carti, goddamn
Shit, man, yeah, you know
Huh, that way, huh, best way, hmm
Yeah, yeah
Diamonds dancing, nigga
He the motherfucker on the mic, nigga
Yeah, you know what I'm saying?
This shit real, yeah, you feel me?
Yeah
They taking them pictures (Blatt), I'm taking they bitches (Uh), they hop in my whip and we get it, ooh (Skrrt)
I'm seeing the pictures, my life is so vivid (Uh), my nigga, I'm living the vision (I'm living it), ooh
My bitches stay calling, stay calling, they calling (Brr), they texting like "Carti you missing?" (Brr)
She blow the dick like a whistle (Muah)
Up on the block with a missile, ooh
How he get shot in some rental, ooh (How?)
How you gon' say that's your nigga? (How?)
You let it sing like Tiller (You let it)
I bring that shit like a dealer, ooh (I bring it)
Then I go fuck with my dealer, ooh (My dealer)
We run around like chinchillas (Hey)
I might withdraw that little' million, uh
Watch me count up a little' mil' (Count up)
Fucking his bitch in my Benz (Spend)
'Member I was in the pen, ooh (Fucking that bitch)
Bitches, they hating on Cash, ooh (Cash)
Bitches, they paying my rent, ooh (My rent. No)
I get the money then flip, ooh (Flipping it)
I get the swag then drip, ooh (Dripping it)
Bitch, I'm gon' dab like Flippa, ooh (Flippa)
I got your bitch and I flip her, ooh
Ooh, yeah, ay, yeah (Yeah), huh
You know I'm that nigga (Yeah)
Uh, yeah, ooh, yeah
I know they gon' feel the little nigga (Yeah)
I know your bitch feeling this nigga (She feeling it)
Sucking and fucking, little nigga (You feel it)
Texting my phone at night (Uh)
Talking 'bout she wanna bite (Yeah)
I got this shit like a—uh
She gon' ride it like a bike (Woo)
She gon' ride dick like a bike, uh (Woo)
Huh, what? Yeah (Ooh)
I got your ho and she wet (Yeah)
I got your ho and she naughty
Uh (Uh), what? (Yeah)
Ay (Yeah, yeah)
Offset
Hop in the Wraith with the stars in it (Wraith)
She going crazy, the bar in her (Bar)
She a bad bitch but a bartender (Bar)
It's weird cause she didn't see the star in me (Star)
Now I'm looking at bizarre women (Huh?)
Better learn to play your cards, pimping (Learn)
Split the profit, yeah, we all winning (Split the profit)
Pray to God 'cause we all sinning (Pray to God)
And now I'm dunking like I'm Vince Carter (Uh)
Bad bitches but they riding Marda (Bad)
Hundred thousand for a new Cartier (Whoa)
Me and Carti 'bout to bust these Barti's (Carti)
Hold on little bitch (Hold on)
You know a rich nigga got a brick on my wrist (Brick)
I could build a mountain with the flick of a wrist (Whip)
Bitch, probably livid you not on the list
Turn up, yeah
