Whistle Song

I been on the block
Young Scotty damn I do a lot
I thought I had a good girl
Guess I'm back to them thots
Oh ya!
Stacking mozzarella to the top
We got dough, We got Sauce
Welcome to my pizza shop
Oh ya!
All these Rappers been washed up
They ain't really bout that life
They just talk a lot of stuff
Oh ya!
Imposters! (Sus Boi)
They can't be this awesome!
Nate told me to get em
Said don't worry boy I got em
So I line em up, I shoot em down
I don't beat around the bush
Bitch I kick the door down
I been waiting on some hot shit
But I don't hear a sound
And the studio my end zone
Who keeping score now?
Mane I ain't playing with none of these niggas no more
They all fake
They get to knocking, I don't open the door
I'm inside I'm spitting fire, ain't no time for a talk
I'm alive, I swear to God
Tell they ass take a walk
Because, I might go and wrap my wrist today
Change my name to Callabunga, way they riding my wave, man
I might blow about 100 in cash on a fine lil mama with some tiddies and ass, man
I might go and wrap my wrist today
Change my name to Callabunga, way they riding my wave, man
I might blow about 300 in cash on a fine lil mama with some tiddies and ass man
Yup yup

Call me crazy yeah she call me up but she be tweaking tho
Cali Mami, yeah she took this meat but she a vegan tho
Uh
Theo, my heart haće frió
When you coming back?
This dick is seasonal!
Circle small, It's piquitó
But got too many Niná Amigos
Got a Spanish Mami, don't speak English but she legal tho
Got a lil mama keep me balanced, she a libra hoe
Libra hoe, pussy unbelievable
She get mad at me when I tell her that I gotta go
Yeah I gotta go
She get mad at me when I tell her that I gotta go
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah I gotta go
Yeah they ride my wave because I'm nautical
Yeah I'm gnarly bro
They tryna ride the wave the wave they cant rock the wave
Yeah I gotta go
Yeah they ride my wave because I'm nautical
Yeah I'm gnarly bro
They tryna ride the wave the wave they cant rock the wave

I I I I I might go and wrap my wrist
Spend five stacks, give a hunnid to a bitch
Just for kicks though
I wrap gold round my neck
Spend 5K I'll put some golds on my dick
That's a wishbone
How can that offend you?
Play another video
Every single song, I do no wrong up in my studio
I'm moving like the movers do
I'm got this computer blues
So I might go and wrap my wrist
Spend 500, Give 100 to my bitch
Just for kicks though
I might blow about 100 in cash
On a fine lil mama and then play her some Jazz Like
Jazz Right?
Only if that ass tight
And I'm just being honest
You know I'm tryna smash right?
Hey now, you're a rockstar!
Get a blowjob
Get Laidddd

AND GET YO MONEY!
Money Money get Paid
And keep on ballin on these niggas like, KOBE!
I keep on falling out of balance
Tryna catch the magic
I keep on falling out of balance
Tryna make it happen
I keep on falling out of balance
Tryna climb a mountain
OW
(Get yo money money money, get paid)
Sipping from my chalice
Got me acting up
Wonderland like Allison
I keeping on running
Running Running Running Running
I AINT FAST ENOUGH!
(Get yo money money money get paid)

(Get yo money money money get paid)
I'm asking
How we gonna make this work out?
It's like I'm split down the middle
And both sides ain't mine
No satisfaction comes with fractions
It don't add up, why you subtracting?

I really wanna
Tell you that you a stunna
Can I pick you up in the evening in my own Honda
Staring at yo face when I'm racing and hit a hunnid
Tryna play it cool and act like I don't want it
That juicy fruity baby, jump into Nirvana
I go swim on the deep end
Make lil mami a mama
I been fishing all weekend
Tryna get me a dollar
And If I could you know I would see you tomorrow
Have a beautiful We can meet at the lake
I don't call you my girl
I just call you my bae
They say 1+1 it makes 2
I think you plus me can make a few
They say 1+1 it makes 2
I think me plus you can make a few