Kall My Attorney

When I sit in that
Integration room
And them hand kuffs is on me
I only know 3 words and that's
Kall my attorney
Pick up the phone
Pick up the phone
Pick up the phone
Kall My Attorney
Pick up the phone
Pick up the phone
Pick up the phone
Kall My Attorney
Kall My Attorney

I ain't saying a word
To the police not one bit
I only give em 3 words
Suck my dick
I ain't do shit
Kall my attorney
I need to bail out
All that bullshit u talking
I never heard about
Good kop bad kop
Is fag kop
Fag kop
With a pig as a mask Scott
@ my throat like an ascot
Trying to get me to tell on my Damn self
I ain't g dep
Everything's good with my Mental health
I never liked rats
So why would I bekome one
Every time I kaught a kase
I had to spread them funds
Fuck it
I had to go broke
Slow up on smoke
Had to chill on popping seals Kuz the price Is no joke
And that shopping that
I use to do
Dead that
Now I spend it on lawyer fees
And dodging Fed Traps
Gun kase but still strapped
Loading up led kaps
Kan't get kaught slipping
I know Aaron hate to hear that
But that's the way it gotta be
When u in the dirty D
Ain't no going to the waterman
With pik of me for a T
If I have to slaughter
I'll slaughter them b4 they do me
I ain't having no friends dead
I ain't Lil uzi

When I sit in that
Integration room
And them hand kuffs is on me
I only know 3 words and that's
Kall my attorney
Pick up the phone
Pick up the phone
Pick up the phone
Kall My Attorney
Pick up the phone
Pick up the phone
Pick up the phone
Kall My Attorney
Kall My Attorney



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Writer(s): Armond Evans
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