Call My Phone

Thislandis

Motorsport

She call my phone and she tell me she miss me

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Walk out the spot and I'm totin' a. 50

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go

She call my phone and she tell me she miss me

Walk out the spot and I'm totin' a. 50

You try to kill me, them you comin' with me

They know my name when I ride through your city

So many rackaids, this shit got me dizzy

I was down bad, but now I'm having plenty

I need a chopper, I don't need a semi

I count my blessings 'causе life's fucking tricky

Count bankroll, like let's go

Shorty on mе like oh no

Swear I don't really have no soul

Look in my eyes and you know

You know, you know

Now you gon' pray that I fall

Sitting on the bench while I ball

Say they love me when I'm gone

Got more bitches than you in your own fucking city

Cooling with drip and he totin' a. 50

Might spin your block, leave your ass dizzy

Hold up, yeah, my money was small, now it's big like some titties

Ever since I got rich all my friends acting iffy

I might hit him with shots, he not gon' be tipsy

Electric Porsche, yes, I love the environment

In the store, if I like it I'm buyin' it

Fucked your whore, she was screaming out high-pitched

Diamonds wet and they hittin' like lightnin'

She was saying that I hit it, she lyin'

Big racks, weigh more than a bison

Slap a nigga just for all of that typin'

She call my phone, but I had to decline

She call my phone and she tell me she miss me

I'm in the spot with a. 50

You try to kill me, them you comin' with me

Know my name all in your city

So many rackaids, this shit got me dizzy

You know that I'm having plenty

I need a chopper, I don't need a semi

I know that life will get tricky

She call my phone and she tell me she miss me

Walk out the spot and I'm totin' a. 50

You try to kill me, them you comin' with me

They know my name when I ride through your city

So many rackaids, this shit got me dizzy

I was down bad, but now I'm having plenty

I need a chopper, I don't need a semi

I count my blessings 'cause life's fucking tricky

Count bankroll, like "let's go"

Shorty on me like "oh no"

Swear I don't really have no soul

Look in my eyes and you know

You know, you know

Now you gon' pray that I fall

Sitting on the bench while I ball

Say they love me when I'm gone

Up in the mornin', I'm chasin' a check till I'm blue

Tell me what you wanna do

I see them plottin', I know that they watchin' my moves

Gotta slide with a tool

Never had a dollar, now I got a lot of those

But really, I ain't gonna lose

If she always askin' me if I still love her, it's true

Baby, what I gotta prove?

Big Glock and it sound like a lion

Hundred shots, baby, I'm not mike tyson

Called my phone and she told me to dive in

Diamonds wet like they came from an island

Got a main bitch 'cause these bitches triflin'

Money long, got these motherfuckers cryin'

That's your bitch, but that ho' keep on eyein'

Been through so much, no, I'm not lyin