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letra de calling me - leigh

calling me

[verse 1]

i got windows rolled down
with the tank low
like i shank hoes
a n-gga hit the cut
slowing down like the indica
in the glove compartment
the subs be bumpin’ i’m
loving the shine that comes
with the suns eruption
i feel alive
85 be rolling me by
watching my back for them policias
hope they don’t flash
i’ll flash like superheroes
only because
my registration money is due
i guess they gotta wait another
day, week, month, year, decade
until my vocal chords be kickin’
with green like messi
my pop’s struggling
the pot’s bubbling
the top ramen’s almost ready
while n-ggas strapped on the block smuggling
i feel for you
won’t deal for you
but i’ll build for you
i’m jack frost studying pavlov
my mind make you salivate
while i send chills through you
but i’m still broke as f-ck let me send my bills to you

[hook]

cause these n-ggas keep callin’ me callin’ me
but i ain’t gonna answer you
what you think a n-gga ballin’ g you don’t see
that i ain’t got no answer to
y’all stupid -ss questions
telling me when the check’s in
i’m like n-gga leave a message
better yet stop callin’ me callin’ me
callin’ me
n-gga stop callin’ me callin’ me

verse 2

i said 1-800
keep poppin’ up
i’m getting broker the more i’m getting popular
i keep makin’ money that’s not mine
they telling me to cough it up
but i’m confident
that all my money’s in that coffee cup
but i’m using that to eat n-gga
tryna treat my girl with a feast n-gga
i ain’t obese but these trees got a n-gga munchin’
pumpkin seeds in the blunt
and my n-ggas
– puff puff –
puffin’
loud
can’t here them bill collectors callin’ me now
36 chambers got me feelin’ hostile
i’mma bring da ruckus i ain’t nothing to f-ck with
and n-gga i’m the sh-t ’bout to blow like blumpkins
-ssumptions of failure is more of you on dumb sh-t
i’m straight, my girl love me more, i make her c-m quick
to the crib skinny dip
in the shower we touching
we f-cking
but d-mn a n-gga got interrupted

[hook]

[bridge (beach boy)]

man i need this cash
i got e on the dash
yeah it gets like that
i can’t sleep like man
these demons on my -ss
i need your lips real bad
gon’ fix my past
yeah it gets like that
ooo this my jam
little wine in the gl-ss
yeah it gets like that
i swear it gets like that

[verse 3 (beach boy and leigh)]

baby girl
let me know
let me know
let me know
let me know
let me know
let me know
if i got you feeling
the way that i’m feeling
let me know
let me know
let me know
let me know
let me know
let me know
let me know
if i got you feeling the way that i’m feeling
cause i’d rather be chilling smoking
cudi with you

- leigh

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