"Call Me" lyrics
Uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (You'll fly too if you link up with Frenchie)
Uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh
They don't know where I stay, can't show my house 'cause I'm wildin' now
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, ah (Can't shoot it up)
I been sayin' turn me up 5 so fuckin' long, don't turn me down
Know you heard of me, I'm the fuckin' reason they got smackers ballin' now, huh
I'm the fuckin' biggest, so it's different (Woo), try who you will, stay the richest (Woo)
Huh, I'm real life, nigga, can't kick it (Woo), walk down, hit him through the window (Ooh)
And no belt gang lack, he ain't spinnin', nigga, you ain't paid no tab, nor did it
Nigga say my name, I get to itchin', nigga approach me wrong, I get to hittin'
Huh, on my side, it ain't too much toppin', they mans never get to creepin'
Huh, all I do for my city, that's how I keep sponsorin' all this beef and shit
This one nigga from my city, I'm throwin' a mansion party when he get hit
Huh, let the bitches in, huh, fuck it, fire the grill
All that shit I talk when they cut me on, nigga, hide your ears (Woo)
All these Ks I brought, ain't no callin' off, this shit for yours
Huh, all these niggas I lost, you ain't slime, you ain't nothin' I'm tryin' to hear
Huh, I got real killers, they'll look out for you, gon' die if you touch my hair
Shit been hot, I ain't been in the city, got too much money, I don't see these niggas
If it ain't get shot, you ain't seein' these semis, down three hundred, that came from sippin' (Racks)
Rose gold wrist, rose gold neck, rose gold fuckin' car
I ain't show my page, I ain't say my name, how she know I'm a star? (Huh)
Seven hundred, eight hundred large (Huh), seven hundred, eight hundred cars (Huh)
How many bitches? How many hoes? Seven hundred, eight hundred broads (Huh)
Niggas ain't been poppin', just had a name for a couple months (Huh)
Nigga ain't been had a gun, just got in the street last fuckin' month (Huh)
I know I can't sit and rat, they'll fuck my name up
Huh, whole world know he a rat, he done fucked his fame up
Huh, how the fuck they know you snitchin'? (Huh) My first year could've went Richard (Huh)
New 'Vette car, ho shiftin' and I got one car, top tinted, huh
Every time I switch my 'fit, it's a brand new bitch I'm switchin'
Huh, ain't no nigga be payin' blogs to keep the beef on Instagram
Ain't no nigga be tellin' hoes they did and they ain't ever did a thing?
Never rode for gang (Uh), never seen a brain
I know I can't do shit 'round dude, he might go tell it (Uh)
He ain't ready, thick bitch, backseat givin' Becky (Woo)
Might not can't get a nine-to-five, get paid off 7-Eleven
My nigga don't want no fuckin' job, get paid every time he with wet 'em
Huh, smack her first, then call me, call me
Hmm, just call me, call me, call me
Huh, smack her first, then call me, call me
Mm, just call me and call me, yeah, they call me
Hope you call me
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (You'll fly too if you link up with Frenchie)
Uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh
They don't know where I stay, can't show my house 'cause I'm wildin' now
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, ah (Can't shoot it up)
I been sayin' turn me up 5 so fuckin' long, don't turn me down
Know you heard of me, I'm the fuckin' reason they got smackers ballin' now, huh
I'm the fuckin' biggest, so it's different (Woo), try who you will, stay the richest (Woo)
Huh, I'm real life, nigga, can't kick it (Woo), walk down, hit him through the window (Ooh)
And no belt gang lack, he ain't spinnin', nigga, you ain't paid no tab, nor did it
Nigga say my name, I get to itchin', nigga approach me wrong, I get to hittin'
Huh, on my side, it ain't too much toppin', they mans never get to creepin'
Huh, all I do for my city, that's how I keep sponsorin' all this beef and shit
This one nigga from my city, I'm throwin' a mansion party when he get hit
Huh, let the bitches in, huh, fuck it, fire the grill
All that shit I talk when they cut me on, nigga, hide your ears (Woo)
All these Ks I brought, ain't no callin' off, this shit for yours
Huh, all these niggas I lost, you ain't slime, you ain't nothin' I'm tryin' to hear
Huh, I got real killers, they'll look out for you, gon' die if you touch my hair
Shit been hot, I ain't been in the city, got too much money, I don't see these niggas
If it ain't get shot, you ain't seein' these semis, down three hundred, that came from sippin' (Racks)
Rose gold wrist, rose gold neck, rose gold fuckin' car
I ain't show my page, I ain't say my name, how she know I'm a star? (Huh)
Seven hundred, eight hundred large (Huh), seven hundred, eight hundred cars (Huh)
How many bitches? How many hoes? Seven hundred, eight hundred broads (Huh)
Niggas ain't been poppin', just had a name for a couple months (Huh)
Nigga ain't been had a gun, just got in the street last fuckin' month (Huh)
I know I can't sit and rat, they'll fuck my name up
Huh, whole world know he a rat, he done fucked his fame up
Huh, how the fuck they know you snitchin'? (Huh) My first year could've went Richard (Huh)
New 'Vette car, ho shiftin' and I got one car, top tinted, huh
Every time I switch my 'fit, it's a brand new bitch I'm switchin'
Huh, ain't no nigga be payin' blogs to keep the beef on Instagram
Ain't no nigga be tellin' hoes they did and they ain't ever did a thing?
Never rode for gang (Uh), never seen a brain
I know I can't do shit 'round dude, he might go tell it (Uh)
He ain't ready, thick bitch, backseat givin' Becky (Woo)
Might not can't get a nine-to-five, get paid off 7-Eleven
My nigga don't want no fuckin' job, get paid every time he with wet 'em
Huh, smack her first, then call me, call me
Hmm, just call me, call me, call me
Huh, smack her first, then call me, call me
Mm, just call me and call me, yeah, they call me
Hope you call me
