Call Off

Hope I don't fall off yet Give it to me baby Get it off your chest I need a moment Don't you take me Off your call log yet Keep it undercover Won't you call off yet Now won't you Call off yet, yeah Smoking Doja Go pound for pound (Oh,oh,oh) Boxing bitch We go round for round (Oh,oh,oh) Touch the sky We can't hit the ground, oh (Oh,oh,oh) All for you I'm in heaven now (Oh, oh, oh) Smoking Doja Go pound for pound (Oh,oh,oh) Boxing bitch We go round for round (Oh, oh, oh) Touch the sky We can't hit the ground, oh (Oh, oh, oh) All for you I'm in heaven now Oh I'm on the road I gotta go I'm on my way out to your ends Baby let me know I wanna smoke up on a backwood I wanna roll My little baby on a fast when she on the snow But I ain't tripping when she teasing She a diva overseas Steady creeping, we in the demon We by the beach, oh Dash out after we cash out We hit the scene Smoking packs While I blow her back On the silver screen, oh I need you pushing In that two door coupe with me Say you love me Sing out "my euphony" These are confessions In a Young Love Eulogy Hope I don't fall off yet Give it to me baby Get it off your chest I need a moment Don't you take me Off your call log yet Keep it undercover Won't you call off yet Now won't you Call off yet, yeah I'm pulling up In a couped out coaster I'm on the move And I'm tryna get her closer, ooh She giving face like She wanna play poker She want a taste Baby never acting sober, oooh Baby never acting sober, oooh Sober, oooh Sober, oooh Oh I'm on the road I gotta go I'm on my way out to your ends Baby let me know I wanna smoke up on a backwood I wanna roll My little baby on a fast when she on the snow But I ain't tripping when she teasing She a diva overseas Two door coupe with me Dash out after we cash out We hit the scene Confessions in a Young Love Eulogy Hope I don't fall off yet Give it to me baby Get it off your chest I need a moment Don't you take me Off your call log yet Keep it undercover Won't you call off yet Now won't you Call off yet, yeah Smoking Doja Go pound for pound (Oh, oh, oh) Boxing bitch We go round for round (Oh, oh, oh) Touch the sky We can't hit the ground, oh (Oh, oh, oh) All for you I'm in heaven now (Oh, oh, oh)