Never Call Me (feat. YG) - Remix

Oh boy, I'ma have to call them boys on you
(Call them boys on you)
Aw damn, aw damn, I'ma have to call that man on you
(Call that man on you)
Something, something
Something must be really wrong with you
(Something must be really wrong with you)

Why can you just tell the fuckin' truth now?
Yes your mama did, she raised a fool, wow (Fool, wow)
What the fuck did you learn in that school house?
To chasin' thrills, chasin' thrills takin' pills in the hills
Slauson Hills, Overhills might get you killed
And I won't come 'round them parts no more
Do not run your mouth no more
I can't protect you no more
It's out of my hands for sure

You should've called me
Why you never call me?
Why you never call me?
Oh

You should've called me
Why you never call me?
Why you never call me?
Oh

Okay, now you wanna say all that I done to ya
(Say all that I done to ya)
You knew all along that I wasn't the one for you
(I wasn't the one for you)

So let's stop pretending like we were in love
We never shared anything but the drugs
We were both numb
Never had anything real between us
You really must

Be smoking that crazy shit
In my city talkin' crazy shit
But you ain't know I'm a crazy bitch
And tell your lawyer that I ain't paying shit
Maybe you should chill, really in your feels
My bros really in the field

Neighborhood is really real
And they don't play that here
You shouldn't say that here
You should've made it clear, my dear
You should've called me (You should've called me)

You should've called me
Why you never call me?
Why you never call me?
Oh

You should've called me
Why you never call me?
Why you never call me?
Oh

Nigga, don't play
Nigga, nigga, nigga don't play
Nigga, go brazy for Jhené (For Jhené)
Rob dirty with the .30 for Jhené (For Jhené)
Pull up on your ass like, hey (Like, hey)
Fuck life, catch a case (Fuck life)
Suu whoop this, suu whoop that
Nigga, nigga, this Blood Gang, ayy

And when you call her, call her
No, bitch, that's out (That's out)
You callin' lawyers, that's snitch shit, mm-mm, that's out
I'm a L.A. nigga, we do everything for the clout (Westside, westside)
So we ain't got no problem pullin' up suckin' yo' ass out

6-4 bounce, the flag hang out
Drink a whole fif', smoke a whole ounze
Lookin' like Stacy, off the wood when it's a drought
Thinkin' YG gon' slide, no doubt
I ain't in the middle of no pickin' pussy
But she callin' me 'cause you callin' her
I got shit to do and you workin' her nerve
You tryna get her back 'cause you fuckin' hurt

It's over brodie, sometimes you gotta let shit go (You, you, you, you)
You know on the west side that's how it go (You should've called me)
Cry me a river (You, you, you, you), and you know she raisin' a daughter
So she gotta get smarter
That's when relationship gets harder, nigga (Oh, oh)
You, you, you, you
You should've called me
You, you, you, you