Calamari (feat. ANG) [Radio Edit]

Don't talk back to me I can hear what you say under your breath
Homie I don't wanna hear that you're trying your fucking best
Look, lick these magic beans, alleviate some stress
Bro what you mean I'm feeling blessed
He's feeling blessed
My new bitch wet like calamari
Baby can you hear me when I'm on your line
Baby can ya hear me yawn
Gimme spawn shimmy shimmy get it on
I wanna see you oh, oh, oh oh my god
You wish you were this hard, you wish they'd lower the bar
I see you workin out like no one's in charge

We on a roll
I've been ripping from the go
Tell me what you wanna know
Make it rain I make it snow no joke
They tell me go most
Hit it through the goal post
In a castle on a rascal no hassle
Forget the bars I bring the pascals
Ooooh that's a witty bar
Look it up on wiki, little digging he is pretty smart
Finger licking in your kitchen
Turn it around it make no difference
In the cali Ferrari with calamari I'm sorry

Wait, wait, hold up
We can't just name the song Calamari
Can we

Long ago my first rodeo
I came and stole the show
In front of all them folks Its no different

Bitch you hit My line one more time imma flip
I can't hear your chime one more time I'm too legit

I've been whipping in the kitchen y'all been talking I've been living
Haven't rocked it in a minute, first I drop it then I spin it

I still be keeping my cheese
But I don't be showing my teeth
I don't wanna see the lease unless you're pulling up with some speed
Homie get that fish out my face that's too cheap