First Call

By Bundog

Released on June 6, 2025

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[Intro: Top5 & Kanye West]

Ye, you hear me?

I'm not a rat

But I'm tellin' you 'cause I like you

You know what I mean?

Yeah

And, uh, I wanna work with you

But I'm not here to give you information or to do this

I'm here to fuck with you

Ye, I want a chance

I'm not a rat


[Chorus: Bundog]

'Net bangin' fuck niggas (Fuck niggas)

I ain't got time to politic with you

I got the black truck bulletproof

I don't do text, send bullets through

I got a bitch bad from Medellín

She turn to set up if I want her to (Woah)

I'm gettin' fed up, these niggas move federal

If I order seafood, it’s Oyster Perpetual

I'm in the back at the Louis Vuitton

They know that 'Dog get whatever he want (Ha)

How you got bodies? Ain't jump out the car (Bitch)

Only cop I've ever seen wear a bra

Lil' bro told you, "Keep it in the streets"

Me, I got tired of keepin' it at peace (Peace)

No matter the city, better keep a piece (Piece)

My killers global, Canada to Greece (SLATT)


[Verse 1: Bundog]

This nigga Giannis, yeah, this kid a freak

He paid her to call and I fucked her for free

'Rari truck cost me a mill' off a lot

And I promise you this shit tearin' up the streets (Ha)

My shooters are terrorists, guns in the V (Grr)

How you outside and ain't nobody see?

You talk like a killer, this shit got me weak

How the fuck you a G and you hide in PC?

I got a date in the back of the bank

In the safe got a hundred racks fresh out a case

He ain't got a hundred racks up to his name

I got a hundred rounds, why don't we play?

Everyone tellin' me that I'm the GOAT, like I'm thinkin' that might be my government name

Me, I got love for the killers from New York to UK to Spain

They love me the same (Shooters)


[Chorus: Bundog]

'Net bangin' fuck niggas (Fuck niggas)

I ain't got time to politic with you

I got the black truck bulletproof

I don't do text, send bullets through

I got a bitch bad from Medellín

She turn to set up if I want her to (Woah)

I'm gettin' fed up, these niggas move federal

If I order seafood, it’s Oyster Perpetual

I'm in the back at the Louis Vuitton

They know that 'Dog get whatever he want (Ha)

How you got bodies? Ain't jump out the car (Bitch)

Only cop I've ever seen wear a bra

Lil' bro told you, "Keep it in the streets"

Me, I got tired of keepin' it at peace (Peace)

No matter the city, better keep a piece (Piece)

My killers global, Canada to Greece (SLATT)


[Verse 2: Bundog]

You know I'll send a blitz, nigga, before I send a tip (Tip, ha)

These rookie-ass niggas, get lil' brodie out the whip (Let me out)

I don't want no ice back, nigga, that nigga would have died with my shit (Facts)

If ten cruisers pull me over, you know I gotta do a bid

Postin' niggas pictures, that's big rat vibes (Bitch)

Killer and a streamer, oh, that's big cap 5

Tellin' Ye about The Boy, that's givin' me backdoor vibes (Weirdo)

How you switch up on a nigga who got you back outside? (Goofy)


[Chorus: Bundog]

'Net bangin' fuck niggas (Fuck niggas)

I ain't got time to politic with you

I got the black truck bulletproof

I don't do text, send bullets through

I got a bitch bad from Medellín

She turn to set up if I want her to (Woah)

I'm gettin' fed up, these niggas move federal

If I order seafood, it’s Oyster Perpetual

I'm in the back at the Louis Vuitton

They know that 'Dog get whatever he want (Ha)

How you got bodies? Ain't jump out the car (Bitch)

Only cop I've ever seen wear a bra

Lil' bro told you, "Keep it in the streets"

Me, I got tired of keepin' it at peace (Peace)

No matter the city, better keep a piece (Piece)

My killers global, Canada to Greece (SLATT)

[Outro: Top5 & Kanye West]

I'm gonna call you in eight hours

But, Ye, you never heard that tea from me, man

And I'll always keep you involved in what's goin' on

I see what's goin' on the Birkin bags

The Tory Lanez songs in the background

Regardless, you know what I mean

That's not how the city looks

We're gangsters and it's like

These little guys that are tryin' to play this little petty game

Can't be puttin' on for the city

Let's talk in the morning though

Alright, Ye

You never heard that from me, Ye, though

I'll talk to you in the morning

Call you in the morning

Mad love, brother