I'm The One (who calls you back) [feat. Blvck Suede & Bs'Beats]
Make it work
Ain't got time
All this shit
I'll make it right
Set to fire all the bad things
Set to fire all the bad things
Baby make it rain
I'm with the gang
Please don't hit my lane
All this things they do for fame
It's disgusting man
Matter of fact
I'm the One who calls back
Where we at
We'll make it rain
I want the crowd jumping in the air
Toutes ces merdes m'rappellent hier
Tout ces fils de pute me colle
Beuh poussé sous cerre
Viens j'te serre un verre
Trinque pour les billet vert
Comme la beuh
On la fume tranquillement quand on deux
C'est la famille
On la garde près d'nous
C'est la famille
On la garde près d'nous
C'est la famille
Bitch
I'm the One who calls you back
Matter of fact I make it bad
For you
Sick
Of all this shit
Happening to me
All I see are nemesis
Taste my fist
I'm the One calls you back
Hey
I'm the One who calls you back
I'm the One who calls you back
Hey
I'm the One who calls you back
I'm the One who calls you back
Everybody
Playing rolls like a dummy
Take it easy
It Aint so funny
I'll make you dizzy
Why so high
Come and diss me
Some dare to try me
Shot dead in the front door never play me
Oh damn
Bitch
I'm the One who calls you back
Matter of fact I make it bad
For you
Sick
Of all this shit
Happening to me
All I see are nemesis
Taste my fist
I'm the One calls you back
Hey
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Bitch
I'm the One who calls you back
Matter of fact I make it bad
For you
Sick
Of all this shit
Happening to me
All I see are nemesis
Taste my fist
Taste my fist
Taste my fist
Huh
I said
Hold up
Wait a minute
Take a listen to the words I'm spittin'
Even tho it's written in my composition
Might as well call me a criminal cause I stay murdering my competion
That's the way I'm leavin'
I stay shiting on you haters like a sick pigeon
Well no fucks given
Well no fucks given
Everybody shouting my name
BlvckSuede tell them
We will build what we gained
From New York to Bordeaux
Brooklyn shot easy
Frenchy got stiffy
Next day gon be 'Rarri
So don't ever call me
I'm the One who calls you back
You know you fucked up right?
Let's go
I'm too fast to be followed
So make me your leader
BlvckSuede here
Yeah I'm so so G'd up
Beamer, Benz or Bentley
Gotta choose the damn Bentley
Only fuck with the goose
Take shots of that Henny
I'm feared by most
Hated by many
I don't know why
Really no lie
You birds have to go somewhere we know you can't fly
Put my kids in your mouth make you say ahh
Motherfuckers
Ain't got time
All this shit
I'll make it right
Set to fire all the bad things
Set to fire all the bad things
Baby make it rain
I'm with the gang
Please don't hit my lane
All this things they do for fame
It's disgusting man
Matter of fact
I'm the One who calls back
Where we at
We'll make it rain
I want the crowd jumping in the air
Toutes ces merdes m'rappellent hier
Tout ces fils de pute me colle
Beuh poussé sous cerre
Viens j'te serre un verre
Trinque pour les billet vert
Comme la beuh
On la fume tranquillement quand on deux
C'est la famille
On la garde près d'nous
C'est la famille
On la garde près d'nous
C'est la famille
Bitch
I'm the One who calls you back
Matter of fact I make it bad
For you
Sick
Of all this shit
Happening to me
All I see are nemesis
Taste my fist
I'm the One calls you back
Hey
I'm the One who calls you back
I'm the One who calls you back
Hey
I'm the One who calls you back
I'm the One who calls you back
Everybody
Playing rolls like a dummy
Take it easy
It Aint so funny
I'll make you dizzy
Why so high
Come and diss me
Some dare to try me
Shot dead in the front door never play me
Oh damn
Bitch
I'm the One who calls you back
Matter of fact I make it bad
For you
Sick
Of all this shit
Happening to me
All I see are nemesis
Taste my fist
I'm the One calls you back
Hey
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Bitch
I'm the One who calls you back
Matter of fact I make it bad
For you
Sick
Of all this shit
Happening to me
All I see are nemesis
Taste my fist
Taste my fist
Taste my fist
Huh
I said
Hold up
Wait a minute
Take a listen to the words I'm spittin'
Even tho it's written in my composition
Might as well call me a criminal cause I stay murdering my competion
That's the way I'm leavin'
I stay shiting on you haters like a sick pigeon
Well no fucks given
Well no fucks given
Everybody shouting my name
BlvckSuede tell them
We will build what we gained
From New York to Bordeaux
Brooklyn shot easy
Frenchy got stiffy
Next day gon be 'Rarri
So don't ever call me
I'm the One who calls you back
You know you fucked up right?
Let's go
I'm too fast to be followed
So make me your leader
BlvckSuede here
Yeah I'm so so G'd up
Beamer, Benz or Bentley
Gotta choose the damn Bentley
Only fuck with the goose
Take shots of that Henny
I'm feared by most
Hated by many
I don't know why
Really no lie
You birds have to go somewhere we know you can't fly
Put my kids in your mouth make you say ahh
Motherfuckers
Credits
Writer(s): Lou-maxence Tendron
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