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Call You

Call You

Hits: 877K
Artist: Kodak Black

Lyrics

Ayy, Ben, I always call you when I need a hit, man I call you when I need to roll one I call you when I need to roll one You call me when you need to hold something You only call me when you need a loan And I'm only talkin' murder on my other phone She be right here like she 'pposed to And I'm havin' ruffles on my shoulder You know I love to shine, so my gun plated gold Bih right in your high, got me on my tippy toes I'm already zombie, I ain't gotta sell my soul, baby Own a mansion, now my last home done got old I be totin' them pole, I'm pourin' a four, I'm rollin' mold Flyin' in these niggas, man these niggas be flyin' coach And I'm takin' money with the dope now I promise I'm a junkie on the dope now Takin' Molly got me takin' souls Takin' Molly fucked me up, I know I know I'm a zombie on Earth, I'm a Zoe And I'm bringin' hell on Earth for these hoes Put my heaven on Earth for my whole baby I love my old girl, I love my old lady Lookin' in my rear view, I ain't paranoid, I'm on point In the club, twenty on my legs, but I'm on one She said, "Kodak, is you flyer than my nigga?" uh huh Police asked if I know what happened to that nigga, uh uh They like, "Really, it ain't none of your goddamn business?" noneya You niggas got the same drip, I'm drippin' custom Kill a nigga broad daylight just for custom Kill a nigga right in public 'bout my brothers I don't play no games, you could miss me with the fun 'Cause I got a AR-15 in the trunk Lil' nigga, but I beat it like I'm puntin' I parked the Wraith, then I pulled up in a Dawn Sniper Gang Taliban, I'm a dog, yeah Remember hittin' stores, hidin' in a dungeon Jump out with my orange ski mask like I'm pumpkin I run out on you faggot ass niggas, y'all be punkin' Even though I'm little, I be makin' big boy moves They know that I'm little, so I got a lot to prove I done transformed from that nigga to that Woo Talkin' 'bout that I'm gon' need you on the news Baby marinate one more again Talkin' 'bout that I'm 'gon need you on a T-shirt That money talk, you niggas teeth hurt I'm gon' need you on a T-shirt, yeah Molly pink on it, yuh My momma call me Bill, I kill to pay the bills, I swear My momma named me Jason, see me in your sleep, nightmare My family called me God's son, 'cause I'm gon' need bloodshed Yuh, I'm gon' need your whole head '90s baby, I ain't got no respect for the old heads Sniper Gang, most of my niggas done gone fed I ain't Tweetin', pussy nigga, I know you scared Catch me slidin' in the decoy, fuck a Maybach She said, "Do you fuck with d-boy?" that was way back I split yo' ass, I put your top right where your tape at I'm 'bout that gun play, got a AK in the Maybach I lost my homie to a gunman I lost my other homie 'cause I found money I'm SG, 13 is done with I'm jumpin' out the joint, I got done with it

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