Call Ya

(Ladies)
(Ladies)
(Ladies)

Ladies
Aye yeah, uh
Aye yeah, aye yeah
Aye yeah

You only call me when ya
Need a ride and ya
Stomach growlin' you need a couple fries and ya
Can't lie you ain't high too often
Pussy bawl at the thought of what I brought ya
You only call me when ya
Feelin' low and them
Other niggas only treat you like a joke well ya
Know I'm down from the dust to the coffin
Cause you know what it is when I call ya

I love when you lie to me
I love when you wanna get high with me
The way you always seem to wanna keep your eyes on me
The way you shinin' make them niggas go blind on ya
She said we just gon' stop when the shit get old
Never have a met a lil bitch so bold
She said one day time gon' stop when I see her but I -
(But I think time stop cause my wrist so cold)
Baby wanna know just how my whistle blow
Long as she make it pop just like my pistol go
And we gon' treat this mirror like a mistletoe
And then she gon' tell me how the Ritz still go (Ya lie ya lie ya lie)

You only call me when ya
Need a ride and ya
Stomach growlin' you need a couple fries and ya
Can't lie you ain't high too often
Pussy bawl at the thought of what I brought ya
You only call me when ya
Feelin' low and them
Other niggas only treat you like a joke well ya
Know I'm down from the dust to the coffin
Cause you know what it is when I call ya

When I call ya
When I call ya
I ain't lookin for no love girl I promise
I'm just tryna show that ass a lil Bronson
If you ain't know what it was then I'm sorry
If I call ya
If I call ya (If I call ya)
I just need a lil love girl I promise (Need a lil love girl I promise)
I ain't tryna treat the pussy like the POTUS
I just really need to know that it's mine (Yeah)

Yes I'm back in the middle bitch
I am not no lyricist
If my tongue is a weapon that pussy gon' make me militant
Type of shit that make your nigga wonder where you could've went
You better tell that boy who he dealin' with
Beggin' baby please never slow up
My life is a movie I don't care if I don't blow up
Them niggas may hate me but them hoes still show up
(The money still pile)
And them niggas still hatin' cause them niggas ain't around
(It's the double one fifty-eight zero in the house)
Where they roast 'em
But the boulevard where the flow from
Lot of niggas gettin' outta line with they boastin'
They fee-fi but them hoes small when they foes come
Niggas really aimin' for my spot yeah they hopeful
It's young graham. aka watch just how you approach him
Yes a nigga known to carry flows in the holster
And always treat my girls like I'm 'posed to, yeah

Jon
Jon, pick up the phone nigga
I'm outside
Nigga I rode my bi- my bike here bro so I ain't leavin'
Better wake yo ass up
And pick up the phone
And you better not put me on no mixtape either nigga
This ain't no interlude or some shit

You only call me when ya
Need a ride and ya
Stomach growlin' you need a couple fries and ya
Can't lie you ain't high too often
Pussy bawl at the thought of what I brought ya
You only call me when ya
Feelin' low and them
Other niggas only treat you like a joke well ya
Know I'm down from the dust to the coffin
Cause you know what it is when I call ya

When I call ya
When I call ya
I ain't lookin for no love girl I promise
I'm just tryna show that ass a lil Bronson
If you ain't know what it was then I'm sorry
If I call ya
If I call ya
I just need a lil love girl I promise
I ain't tryna treat the pussy like the POTUS
I just really need to know if it's mine

Aye yeah yay yeah (Aye yeah yeah)
Aye yeah, aye, aye yeah (Aye yeah, aye yeah)
Said it's all for me yeah (All for me)
All for me- (Ladies, ladies)
Ladies (Ladies)
Ladies (Ladies)



Credits
Writer(s): Jonathan Graham
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