Calling Me

Like why you keep calling me Why you keep stalking me No you won’t leave me alone Bitch want to blow up my phone Like why you keep calling me Why you keep stalking me No you won’t leave me alone Bitch want to blow up my phone Like why you keep calling me Why you keep stalking me No you won’t leave me alone Bitch want to blow up my phone Like why you keep calling me Why you keep stalking me No you won’t leave me alone Bitch want to blow up my phone You see what she do for the check You see what she do for respect Yeah I can’t neglect When I keep it real you upset All of this grind I might sweat I might take off like a jet Momma play me like cassette I get the bread like baguette Nigga try me that’s yo neck Like what’s the plan I will leave you with no hands You will get dropped like some sand A year ago ain’t no fans Konichiwa she from Japan Off-White and she need a tan And if they ain’t Fear Of God Vans Then you cannot mess with my mans Girl you give me mixed emotions yea I need your devotion yea Like what’s the potent yea Smell all this gas, give you some cash, and you just might flex with the tags I’m not from Sicily, I got a bitch up in Italy I be all up in her kidneys feel like a surgeon feel like I’m working All of you niggas is worthless I can’t trust a soul no no, 3D but in real life you is a hoe yea Like why you keep calling me Why you keep stalking me No you won’t leave me alone Bitch want to blow up my phone Like why you keep calling me Why you keep stalking me No you won’t leave me alone Bitch want to blow up my phone Like why you keep calling me Why you keep stalking me No you won’t leave me alone Bitch want to blow up my phone Like why you keep calling me Why you keep stalking me No you won’t leave me alone Bitch want to blow up my phone Nigga keep calling me Nigga won’t leave me alone You can’t come home with me I got a nigga at home Yea he carry that uzi  Yeah he’ll bust at your throat You must be drunk off that henny If you think you blowing my phone Your like a dog catch this bone Bitch better lower her tone Good dick make me moan You know I carry that throne You know that you are unknown You know that I gotta skirt If the nigga want to flirt I am not having that Put a nigga on the map Yeah I’m under attack She bite my wave a gator Yeah she a lil hater That’s why your job is waiter Sit down little bitch I’m your teacher You’ll never see me you’ll never be me Pockets so fat diabetes Pussy so wet yeah it’s greasy I’ll crush your dreams I’m a genie No you can’t call me sweetie No you can’t call me sweetie I am not sweet, please have a seat You see this givenchy on me Aint no feat for free I do what I please yea Like why you keep calling me Why you keep stalking me No you won’t leave me alone Bitch want to blow up my phone Like why you keep calling me Why you keep stalking me No you won’t leave me alone Bitch want to blow up my phone Like why you keep calling me Why you keep stalking me No you won’t leave me alone Bitch want to blow up my phone Like why you keep calling me Why you keep stalking me No you won’t leave me alone Bitch want to blow up my phone