CALL 'EM OUT (BMN)

Chain cold, waves on faygo Just like to stunt Walk in this bitch, and I'm lit Just like a blunt Niggas talking, they chatty Patties My gatty speak like a dog On the spot, blowing fatty fatties All the neighbors say it's too strong Chain cold, waves on faygo Just like to stunt Walk in this bitch, and I'm lit Just like a blunt Niggas talking, they chatty Patties My gatty speak like a dog On the spot, blowing fatty fatties All the neighbors say it's too strong Keep it a buck with me Lusting for luxury I'm in the field and ain't Nobody come with me I'm on the mic and ain't Nobody touching me So when I'm shining, bitch No, you can't stunt with me Upgrade my plate, nigga No, you can't lunch with me I had to grind, now I'm dope as I wanna be I got the spot, got the Focus in front of me Might keep a dick and a Scope right up under me Aye, yeah Niggas should be ashamed, yeah Fuckboy, you a lame, yeah F*ck around and lose your brain, yeah Ready to die for my chain, yeah Mobbed up, f*ck a gang, yeah Walter White, say my name, yeah I make your wifey do the same, yeah I gave her dick, she gave me brain, yeah Call 'em out, call 'em out Call 'em out, call 'em out Must be playing on my phone I don't know what you talking 'bout You ain't pull up on that gangsta shit You said you all about You know we don't give a single f*ck So we just call 'em out Call 'em out, call 'em out Bitch made niggas, call 'em out Must be playing on my phone I don't know what you talking 'bout You ain't pull up on that gangsta shit You said you all about, and You know we don't give a single f*ck So we just call 'em out Why these niggas just be hating on me? Man, I really wonder what it is Greatest rapper out of Alabama I ain't never had to do a bid All these niggas play all day On the internet, like they Syd Basic niggas gon be basic niggas But Sage is finna whip his wrist Cooking, cooking, cook it up, nigga You ain't heard Lost? Better look it up nigga Rappers hear I'm back, now they Shook as f*ck, nigga Bodybag your favorite rapper Without looking up, nigga Sensei Sage, nigga pen game crazy Black silk rag, so the dips stay laid Trap, trap, trap, 'til da rent get paid When you exposèd, that's when they say Call 'em out, call 'em out Call 'em out, call 'em out Must be playing on my phone I don't know what you talking 'bout You ain't pull up on that gangsta shit You said you all about You know we don't give a single f*ck So we just call 'em out Call 'em out, call 'em out Bitch made niggas, call 'em out Must be playing on my phone I don't know what you talking 'bout You ain't pull up on that gangsta shit You said you all about, and You know we don't give a single f*ck So we just call 'em out These niggas can't hold me back These niggas can't smoke my pack Changing up, and you lame as f*ck So these niggas can hold my sack Real niggas gon deal with you Cause you ran off, and then sold that pack Straighten your neck when you talk to me, bitch All in my messages stalking me, bitch Niggas can't even show they face in my city He gon need some milk, I might bring him a titty He book a show, then show up late like "It's litty" You 45 minutes away from my city Don't ever try niggas with nothing to lose Say I fell off, that assumption was rude Gotta be high, or just drunk as a skunk If you ain't think these rappers wasn't nothing but food And you know that I'm eating The flow is anemic These niggas defeated You better believe it You beefing with me, then It's better to leave it These rappers ain't shit Need they music deleted They sleeping on me Like I was Tempur-Pedic But I wake 'em up, like a cup of caffeine I want racks, plaque, matte black My lil bitch look like a snack, snack Head on the digital dash, Sap You want a verse, hit my Cash App I'm tryna make this shit last We popping champagne, I don't need a glass We still rolling Swishers and blowing the gas I ain't hear your new shit, I know it was ass We hit up the venue, it's going up fast You come at me wrong, put a toe in a tag, hoe