CALL 'EM OUT (BMN)

Chain cold, waves on faygo
Just like to stunt
Walk in this bitch, and I'm lit
Just like a blunt
Niggas talking, they chatty Patties
My gatty speak like a dog
On the spot, blowing fatty fatties
All the neighbors say it's too strong

Chain cold, waves on faygo
Just like to stunt
Walk in this bitch, and I'm lit
Just like a blunt
Niggas talking, they chatty Patties
My gatty speak like a dog
On the spot, blowing fatty fatties
All the neighbors say it's too strong
Keep it a buck with me
Lusting for luxury
I'm in the field and ain't
Nobody come with me
I'm on the mic and ain't
Nobody touching me
So when I'm shining, bitch
No, you can't stunt with me
Upgrade my plate, nigga
No, you can't lunch with me
I had to grind, now
I'm dope as I wanna be
I got the spot, got the
Focus in front of me
Might keep a dick and a
Scope right up under me
Aye, yeah
Niggas should be ashamed, yeah
Fuckboy, you a lame, yeah
Fuck around and lose your brain, yeah
Ready to die for my chain, yeah
Mobbed up, fuck a gang, yeah
Walter White, say my name, yeah
I make your wifey do the same, yeah
I gave her dick, she gave me brain, yeah

Call 'em out, call 'em out
Call 'em out, call 'em out
Must be playing on my phone
I don't know what you talking 'bout
You ain't pull up on that gangsta shit
You said you all about
You know we don't give a single fuck
So we just call 'em out
Call 'em out, call 'em out
Bitch made niggas, call 'em out
Must be playing on my phone
I don't know what you talking 'bout
You ain't pull up on that gangsta shit
You said you all about, and
You know we don't give a single fuck
So we just call 'em out

Why these niggas just be hating on me?
Man, I really wonder what it is
Greatest rapper out of Alabama
I ain't never had to do a bid
All these niggas play all day
On the internet, like they Syd
Basic niggas gon be basic niggas
But Sage is finna whip his wrist
Cooking, cooking, cook it up, nigga
You ain't heard Lost
Better look it up nigga
Rappers hear I'm back, now they
Shook as fuck, nigga
Bodybag your favorite rapper
Without looking up, nigga
Sensei Sage, nigga pen game crazy
Black silk rag, so the dips stay laid
Trap, trap, trap, 'til da rent get paid
When you exposèd, that's when they say

Call 'em out, call 'em out
Call 'em out, call 'em out
Must be playing on my phone
I don't know what you talking 'bout
You ain't pull up on that gangsta shit
You said you all about
You know we don't give a single fuck
So we just call 'em out
Call 'em out, call 'em out
Bitch made niggas, call 'em out
Must be playing on my phone
I don't know what you talking 'bout
You ain't pull up on that gangsta shit
You said you all about, and
You know we don't give a single fuck
So we just call 'em out

These niggas can't hold me back
These niggas can't smoke my pack
Changing up, and you lame as fuck
So these niggas can hold my sack
Real niggas gon deal with you
Cause you ran off, and then sold that pack
Straighten your neck when you talk to me, bitch
All in my messages stalking me, bitch
Niggas can't even show they face in my city
He gon need some milk, I might bring him a titty
He book a show, then show up late like "It's litty"
You forty-five minutes away from my city
Don't ever try niggas with nothing to lose
Say I fell off, that assumption was rude
Gotta be high, or just drunk as a skunk
If you ain't think these rappers wasn't nothing but food
And you know that I'm eating
The flow is anemic
These niggas defeated
You better believe it
You beefing with me, then
It's better to leave it
These rappers ain't shit
Need they music deleted
They sleeping on me
Like I was Tempur-Pedic
But I wake 'em up, like a cup of caffeine
I want racks, plaque, matte black
My lil bitch look like a snack, snack
Head on the digital dash, Sap
You want a verse, hit my Cash App
I'm tryna make this shit last
We popping champagne, I don't need a glass
We still rolling Swishers and blowing the gas
I ain't hear your new shit, I know it was ass
We hit up the venue, it's going up fast
You come at me wrong, put a toe in a tag, hoe