Bluff (feat. Emex)
Call it what you want
(What you want, what you want)
You can call it what you want
(What you want, what you want)
Who mad?
Relax
Keep up with the basics
Nothing short of amazing
You know you not making no waves
New bag and I'm in my zone
So call it what you want
But I'm not the one
You can call it what you want to
But I'm calling your bluff
I
I know it must drive you crazy
(So crazy so crazy)
I've been on your mind
Not on your line
(Your line your line)
So you mad
I've been on your mind not on your
Yeah yeah
Look
She call me outta my name
Like I'm supposed to feel a way
Why you all in your feelings babe
When I met you
You was dealing with that nigga anyway
I was just dick and a getaway
I had to get it babe
No I ain't bluffing
I got so tired of these niggas discussion
I should've been on
Wait til the day that I get on
Imma push all of they buttons
Butter leather my interior stunting
She with you
If I hit her she coming
Yeah I meant that shit literally
She with you but she feeling me
All these other niggas killing me
EMeX what's up with the songs
All these people on my phone
Like what you been on
I'm back in my zone
New bag and I'm in my zone
So call it what you want
But I'm not the one
You can call it what you want to
But I'm calling your bluff
Stacking up my cash
New drape no time got class
Yeah I'm in my bag
So who mad
You mad
Who mad
You mad
Been mad
Stay mad
You mad
My bag
My bag
(What you want, what you want)
You can call it what you want
(What you want, what you want)
Who mad?
Relax
Keep up with the basics
Nothing short of amazing
You know you not making no waves
New bag and I'm in my zone
So call it what you want
But I'm not the one
You can call it what you want to
But I'm calling your bluff
I
I know it must drive you crazy
(So crazy so crazy)
I've been on your mind
Not on your line
(Your line your line)
So you mad
I've been on your mind not on your
Yeah yeah
Look
She call me outta my name
Like I'm supposed to feel a way
Why you all in your feelings babe
When I met you
You was dealing with that nigga anyway
I was just dick and a getaway
I had to get it babe
No I ain't bluffing
I got so tired of these niggas discussion
I should've been on
Wait til the day that I get on
Imma push all of they buttons
Butter leather my interior stunting
She with you
If I hit her she coming
Yeah I meant that shit literally
She with you but she feeling me
All these other niggas killing me
EMeX what's up with the songs
All these people on my phone
Like what you been on
I'm back in my zone
New bag and I'm in my zone
So call it what you want
But I'm not the one
You can call it what you want to
But I'm calling your bluff
Stacking up my cash
New drape no time got class
Yeah I'm in my bag
So who mad
You mad
Who mad
You mad
Been mad
Stay mad
You mad
My bag
My bag
Credits
Writer(s): Kenneth Wright Ii, Matthew Walker, Seyied Ali, Tiara Imani Skipper
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