Missed Calls

Ay
I don't got time to go to the store no more
I cop my sneakers from Goat
Pretty bitch wanna fuck on me and the gang
But that hoe better know
I only want the throat
I was riding round in a coupe with the drop on the top
And we ain't even know where to go
God damn, baby, why you tripping
She said, Bassy what the fuck
You ain't answer my phone

I'ma real nigga
Take a swig of Patron
Ride for my niggas
I'll kill for my bro
If I'm selling to my people
I'ma sell it for the low
All you pussy niggas
Only worried bout the dough
All that built-up anger
Lil homie, let it go
I be dripping crazy
All my shooters from the Zoe
Oh, she want have a baby
Lil mama gotta go
Can't be living check to check to check in the hood, hell no

I don't got time to go to the store no more
I cop my sneakers from Goat
Pretty bitch wanna fuck on me and the gang
But that hoe better know
I only want the throat
I was riding round in a coupe with the drop on the top
And we ain't even know where to go
God damn, baby, why you tripping
She said, Bassy what the fuck
You ain't answer my phone

You cannot fuck with the style
Real nigga, I'm running wild
You could get smoked
Baby girl don't catch no feelings
I can't do no friends no feelings
Don't get attached
Don't believe what you see on the internet
You aint getting no money and its evident
I be grinding steady rackin' dead presidents
You ain't fuckin w me, there's a consequence
If it don't make money
It don't make sense
If you don't make money
We can't be friends
Cause all my niggas stayin' with me it could get intense
Get a nigga doin' time for some self defense

Ay
Ha, get a nigga doing time for some self defense
How 'bout that



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Writer(s): Sebastian Lopez
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