You Called Me

I'm gon' move along because you're clueless, ayy, woah
My lil' brother genius and a nuisance, ayy, woah
Got your ho surprised, I really do this
He be off them Percs like in his music, ayy, woah
I'm really off this so that's confusing, ayy, woah
All these niggas smiling when they losing, ayy, woah
We was smoking dope behind Obama crib, ayy, woah
Hiding in the summer, new tape shit, ayy, woah
I'm Xannin' like back to the basics, ayy, woah
Tjada really blockin' out that fake shit, ayy, woah
When that sip drought, stomach rip and pout, ayy, woah
How could I be worried 'bout what they say? Ayy, woah
When that seal crack it feel like payday
How you findin' trouble on your vacay? Ayy, woah
You called me a addict and that's okay, ayy, woah
I just split this pint with my big brozay, ayy, woah
I ain't really thinking about you, no way, ayy, woah
You called me an addict and that's okay, ayy, woah



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Writer(s): Lucki
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