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Call On You
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RJ always tripping, man RJ always tripping, man You wasn't there when I called on you, huh So now I gotta ball on you Nike tech full of sh*t, watch me jog on you The bag in the air, gotta do the Moss on you Ran off with the bag, now the Hawks on you Told my side b*t*h like, "My b*t*h'll put the paws on you" Gang full of hellhounds, put my dawgs on you Givenchy tee, euro step, finna sauce on you Off the Runtz, feel like Darth Vader You better tuck the white hoes before Art take 'em Seen dawg at the function, had his heart racing If I see the opps, like my hair, I'll start banging Threesome with two dimes, yeah, I'm big turnt Let me find out you smoke tails till yo lips burnt Ran it up hard as f**k, th?y need to switch turfs God, forgive me, all them fraud trips, I skip church This a hundr?d rounder, who this b*t*h gon' hit first? 28 Amiri stuffed with salad, now my hips hurt Slam dunking yo freak, this a big vert You see that chip reader? Take a card and insert I don't serve fiends, b*t*h, I'm eating off of Apple bricks You need a big-a** hat, Colin Kaepernick I think yo b*t*h wanna f**k 'cause I'm talented I think Stan got a aimbot, that boy accurate Punch God, yes, yes, I'm immaculate Lil' b*t*h playing with my balls like she practicing When it's beef, you duck, on some Daffy sh*t I had the Glock chokeslam you, I ain't grappling In outer space, got a deuce in my moon mist Dusty-a** boy, threw his a** a broomstick Ran through six toothpicks in Ruth Chris Turn a blue strip to a, I got the blueprint Chilly moe, I got every tech known to man I done seen it all, I ain't never have an open hand Oh, you wanna fight? Come on, throw 'em then Nah, for real, use yo head 'fore we blow it in Big-a** Guccis got me tripping like I'm RJ I turn nothing into something, feeling like I'm Scarface The whole gang rocking BAPE, b*t*h, this the shark way "What the f**k do you do?", b*t*h, I do card play You wasn't there when I called on you, huh So now I gotta ball on you Nike tech full of sh*t, watch me jog on you The bag in the air, gotta do the Moss on you Ran off with the bag, now the Hawks on you Told my side b*t*h like, "My b*t*h'll put the paws on you" Gang full of hellhounds, put my dawgs on you Givenchy tee, euro step, finna sauce on you She like, "Who that white boy? He fresh as dog sh*t" I know she lost her nugget when I pulled out dog sh*t Looking like a treasure map, on some Off sh*t Teacher asked what I do, I said talk sh*t Hit her with a spin move, I'm the Blender Man If you got hoes, get the f**k off of Tinder then Stan pull up in that black tech, look like Slender Man Yo main b*t*h calls me for d**k, you the Pencil Man Looking in the mirror, hi, Mr. I-Don't-Give-A-F**k She can get two good minutes, she can't get a nut I'm charged up, you slowed down like some Indica Route hotter than Afghanistan, had to switch it up Ayy Dumba** Ayy, had to switch it up Ayy, ayy, ayy Sh*ttyBoyz You wasn't there when I called on you, huh So now I gotta ball on you Nike tech full of sh*t, watch me jog on you The bag in the air, gotta do the Moss on you Ran off with the bag, now the Hawks on you Told my side b*t*h like, "My b*t*h'll put the paws on you" Gang full of hellhounds, put my dawgs on you Givenchy tee, euro step, finna sauce on you Ayy, yeah, we in that one bag
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