Don't Call Back

Yeah
Ok
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Ok

Yeah
Uh
You can call me fake
Just don't call back
This CDG is all black
Ya bitch can't get off my nut sack
Yeah, hm
Giving out jabs, no love taps
Been through Hell, aint going back
Too much going on, can't chit chat

Huh?
Watchu want?
I've been gone too long
Wait, huh
My bitch is bad, look like Nia Long
Wait, ok
I want it all we can't get along
We been having fun, you could have her when we done

Pop it, slow up
Sipping til I throw up
She just wanna have fun
If 12 ask I don't know nothing
Damn
Spilled wock on my new ones
Popped beans so I feel numb
Run it back, like a rerun

Rerun, Rerun
Life gets scary, but don't run
Hit my peak, I'm on one
Pop two 10s, I'm on one
Who do I fear? I fear no one
Air it out til the cops come
You can't tell on no one
This shit sound like no one

These ain't nudis, these be Ricky's from the 90s
Said you looking, come and find me
I'm not a sample, don't you try me
I'm not grimy, my bitches pretty
And they're ebony, like Kehlani
Mixed with Brandy, don't do ivory
I be flirting, my ex still love me
Still got enemies, still looking for me
Don't come near me, I've been cooling
I've been lowkey, bitch I'm chosen
I been solo, heart been so cold
Yeah it's frozen
Run it up, Jesse Owens
That's ya mans? We don't know him
He got smoke, so we toss him
Put his body in a coffin

You can call me fake, just don't call back
This CDG is all black
Ya bitch can't get off my nut sack
Yeah, hm
Giving out jabs, no love taps
Been through Hell, aint going back
Too much going on, can't chit chat

Mind be racing like a hellcat
A lot going on, can't chit-chat
Hit my peak when I relapse
Yeah, huh
Smoke a nigga out, like blunt wraps
Been had bread, that's all facts
Lost a few racks, but I made it back

You can call me fake, just don't call back
This CDG is all black
Ya bitch can't get off my nut sack
Yeah, hm
Giving out jabs, no love taps
Been through Hell, aint going back
Too much going on, can't chit chat