Shot Caller
LaCo made a happy beat for me
Shot caller
A high school baller
Smoking marijuana stuck up in my joggers
Now I'm a stunna
I do what I wanna
No more Hondas
Someone go call my mama
Shot caller
A high school baller
Smoking marijuana stuck up in my joggers
Now I'm a stunna
I got no more drama
Whipping Hummers
Let go pick up my mama yah
Shot caller
A high school baller
Put me at the point
Now they call me lil Warner
Coach mad, he put me in the corner
Cause I look high and I smell like marijuana
Took my phone
Called up my mama
When I get home, it's gone be a lot of drama
Damn I miss my Obama
I'd wish him right back if my name was Timmy Turner
Shot caller
A high school baller
Smoking marijuana stuck up in my joggers
Now I'm a stunna
I do what I wanna
No more Hondas
Someone go call my mama
Shot caller
A high school baller
Smoking marijuana stuck up in my joggers
Now I'm a stunna
I got no more drama
Whipping Hummers
Let go pick up my mama yah
Bitch imma stunna
I'm dripping like I'm gunna
If you need some thunder
They gone hit me on burner
Start to feel like summer
These bitches start to wander
Imma stomp these lil hoes in my Balenciaga runners
Yea, I'm running up these checks, like I'm running down the court
Trynna pass my classes but this nigga got me bored
Soon my teacher turn around, gone sneak up out the door
Call my circle, round em up, and we gone hit the Gucci store yah yah
I just hit a triple double, now they want some more
Pass it like I'm Rosie I'm gone hit that back door
Trynna clean my lyrics like it's a whole fucking chore
Taught my Siri to call me Princess Swag Lord
I do what I want
Yea
I just rolled a blunt
Yea
This my favorite song
I said I do what I want
Yea
I'm gone smoke my blunt
This my team song, aye this my theme song
Yah yah
Shot caller
A high school baller
Smoking marijuana stuck up in my joggers
Now I'm a stunna
I do what I wanna
No more Hondas
Someone go call my mama
Shot caller
A high school baller
Smoking marijuana stuck up in my joggers
Now I'm a stunna
I got no more drama
Whipping Hummers
Let go pick up my mama yah
LaCo made a happy beat for me
2020
Brown eye baby coming for your money
2020
R.I.P. my shot caller Kobe
Shot caller
A high school baller
Smoking marijuana stuck up in my joggers
Now I'm a stunna
I do what I wanna
No more Hondas
Someone go call my mama
Shot caller
A high school baller
Smoking marijuana stuck up in my joggers
Now I'm a stunna
I got no more drama
Whipping Hummers
Let go pick up my mama yah
Shot caller
A high school baller
Put me at the point
Now they call me lil Warner
Coach mad, he put me in the corner
Cause I look high and I smell like marijuana
Took my phone
Called up my mama
When I get home, it's gone be a lot of drama
Damn I miss my Obama
I'd wish him right back if my name was Timmy Turner
Shot caller
A high school baller
Smoking marijuana stuck up in my joggers
Now I'm a stunna
I do what I wanna
No more Hondas
Someone go call my mama
Shot caller
A high school baller
Smoking marijuana stuck up in my joggers
Now I'm a stunna
I got no more drama
Whipping Hummers
Let go pick up my mama yah
Bitch imma stunna
I'm dripping like I'm gunna
If you need some thunder
They gone hit me on burner
Start to feel like summer
These bitches start to wander
Imma stomp these lil hoes in my Balenciaga runners
Yea, I'm running up these checks, like I'm running down the court
Trynna pass my classes but this nigga got me bored
Soon my teacher turn around, gone sneak up out the door
Call my circle, round em up, and we gone hit the Gucci store yah yah
I just hit a triple double, now they want some more
Pass it like I'm Rosie I'm gone hit that back door
Trynna clean my lyrics like it's a whole fucking chore
Taught my Siri to call me Princess Swag Lord
I do what I want
Yea
I just rolled a blunt
Yea
This my favorite song
I said I do what I want
Yea
I'm gone smoke my blunt
This my team song, aye this my theme song
Yah yah
Shot caller
A high school baller
Smoking marijuana stuck up in my joggers
Now I'm a stunna
I do what I wanna
No more Hondas
Someone go call my mama
Shot caller
A high school baller
Smoking marijuana stuck up in my joggers
Now I'm a stunna
I got no more drama
Whipping Hummers
Let go pick up my mama yah
LaCo made a happy beat for me
2020
Brown eye baby coming for your money
2020
R.I.P. my shot caller Kobe
Credits
Writer(s): Niamyah Warner-tannis
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