call - Intellectual

[Chorus]

I don't even wanna talk, I just came for that guap

New bread, hit Milly [?]

Twin [?], we Milly Rock

New rex [?] and you spent that on a thot

Balenci' on my draws, it's three hunnid on my cock

I'm knee-deep in her jaws, but she said she don't wan' stop

Five star [?] and I made it to the spot

When AB make that call, bet they bustin' hunnid shots

They don't even care 'bout law, they might go and blitz them cops

[Verse]

Bigger, huh, lil' rex got bigger

You can't see that bigger picture, that bread my nigga

Walked in with the fuckin' 10 Glock, lightweight trigger

.45, .45 skin his fuckin' head-top, his body wiggle

We ain't shootin' fuckin' leg shots, we tryn' hit ya

All you niggas had a head start, wе ain't get one

Trackhawk, this shit move likе go-kart, [?]

Told this bitch I don't got no heart, I can't get one

Someone call my mom, I'm toppin' charts, said I'm [?] now

Rollin' all that fuckin' donkey fart got me stunky now

I remember when I left for [?] park, said she lucky now

We throw [?] your way like fuckin' darts, them boys duckin' now

In high school they tried to say I wasn't smart, she tryn' fuck me now

All them boys was laughin' at the kid, shit ain't funny now

Got your ho bent backwards like a bitch

I think it's funny how ironic this shit played out for the kid

Like I got money now, I'll blow that shit

Don't text my phone if you have my number, like I don't know that bitch

Might do you wrong, I got that—, know I might blow that bitch

She steady cryin' 'cause I cheated, I'm like "So lil' bitch?"

I tell her Michael Jackson, beat it, can you go lil' bitch?

Get out the crib

I'm out, I'm here

My niggas geeked up in the hills

Roll up and then throw back a pill

You niggas gon' see how I live, shit not even real, [?]

She trippin' 'bout shit that I did

You savin' that bread, spent that on a [?]