Call Me Fedex

Yung
Tripple Cs nigga
Its the Pyrex Pusha
From C C (Carol City)
To Hialeah
Bang
Call me fedex ama get a pack and than is gone
Am a terrorist they say this work can get you blown
I cant talk right now i got money calling on the phone
I smell like guap like i got money in my cologne
Call me fedex ama get a pack and than is gone
Am a terrorist they say this work can get you blown
I cant talk right now i got money calling on the phone
I smell like guap like i got money in my cologne

I aint in the NFL but i got a Superbowl
Thats the reason why you see my eyes looking super low
And i got it for da low that sticky icky you can roll
But Ama about joint Al-Qaeda niggas know i got that blow
Ama a terrorist this shit would get you blown
Boom
Cuz even when i wisper am the laudest in the room
Am talking really loud this shit is louder than a broom
Am talking stick thats be them choppas that would put you in a tomb
I got mollys i got zannax and i even got them vape pen
Whitegirl like ice t with coco i am the main man
Pounds for the two stacks thank you jesus amen
I could lower the ticket but a nigga got to get ten
No i cannot talk right now Ama call the money back
Feeling like am back in school the way that i move the pack
Ama go and get a rack matter fact a couple of stacks

I started with that blue majic nigga you can call me shaq

Call me fedex ama get a pack and than is gone
Am a terrorist they say this work can get you blown
I cant talk right now i got money calling on the phone
I smell like guap like i got money in my cologne
Call me fedex ama get a pack and than is gone
Am a terrorist they say this work can get you blown

I cant talk right now i got money calling on the phone
I smell like guap like i got money in my cologne

Tyson I need you to send them thangs pronto nigga
Tell Papi we ready Young

I just took a trip with these chickens and a fries it gets lucrative
Catch me sliding through my city with this limo tints
Hard to hate but you Can see I'm getting plenty of chips
I like a bitch I grab her ass i aint no gentlemen
I put this G on shorty and hope that she don't take offense
Big crib with all the cameras and the metal fence
I hate that yacht and think back when I used to padal fish
That water dripping I go swimming in this VBS

How many birds cause on my word I'm counting every blessing
It comes out short I get that work and then the double stretch it
I am up to bat them bases-loaded am a double deck em
Fuck a nigga and his hoe cause ama double check em

Call me fedex ama get a pack and than is gone
Am a terrorist they say this work can get you blown
I cant talk right now i got money calling on the phone
I smell like guap like i got money in my cologne
Call me fedex ama get a pack and than is gone
Am a terrorist they say this work can get you blown
I cant talk right now i got money calling on the phone
I smell like guap like i got money in my cologne



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Writer(s): Johnny Rodriguez
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