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lirik lagu ytb fatt - call me

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[intro]
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

[verse]
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 f~ckin’ long, don’t turn me down
know you heard of me, i’m the f~ckin’ reason they got smackers ballin’ now, huh
i’m the f~ckin’ biggest, so it’s different (woo), try who you will, stay the richest (woo)
huh, i’m real life, n~gga, can’t kick it (woo), walk down, hit him through the window (ooh)
and no belt gang lack, he ain’t spinnin’, n~gga, you ain’t paid no tab, nor did it
n~gga say my name, i get to itchin’, n~gga 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 sh~t
this one n~gga from my city, i’m throwin’ a mansion party when he get hit
huh, let the b~tches in, huh, f~ck it, fire the grill
all that sh~t i talk when they cut me on, n~gga, hide your ears (woo)
all these ks i brought, ain’t no callin’ off, this sh~t for yours
huh, all these n~ggas i lost, you ain’t slime, you ain’t nothin’ i’m tryin’ to hear
huh, i got real k!llers, they’ll look out for you, gon’ die if you touch my hair
sh~t been hot, i ain’t been in the city, got too much money, i don’t see these n~ggas
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 f~ckin’ 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 b~tches? how many hoes? seven hundred, eight hundred broads (huh)
n~ggas ain’t been poppin’, just had a name for a couple months (huh)
n~gga ain’t been had a gun, just got in the street last f~ckin’ month (huh)
i know i can’t sit and rat, they’ll f~ck my name up
huh, whole world know he a rat, he done f~cked his fame up
huh, how the f~ck 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 b~tch i’m switchin’
huh, ain’t no n~gga be payin’ blogs to keep the beef on instagram
ain’t no n~gga 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 sh~t ’round dude, he might go tell it (uh)
he ain’t ready, thick b~tch, backseat givin’ becky (woo)
might not can’t get a nine~to~five, get paid off 7~eleven
my n~gga don’t want no f~ckin’ 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


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