CB x Josh LeBang x Fresha x Hali Kayloni - Call Of Duty
[Intro: CB]
This what they been waiting on though
[Intro: Fresha]
High as f**!
What we had?
Umm blue dream, sour and we had some purp
*6-Deep Ent Tag*
[Intro: Josh LeBang]
Really tho
[Intro: Hali Kayloni]
High high high (continuously throughout the whole song)
[Intro: Josh LeBang]
Uh
[Intro: Fresha]
Mm
[Intro: Josh LeBang]
Uh
[Intro: Fresha]
Mm
That's how you got to do them though you feel me?
[Intro: CB]
n***a we vibin'
[Intro: Fresha]
Like how many, how many of yal smooth enough to vibe to the beat my n***a?
[Verse 1: CB]
I'm blowing doja by the gram, flip it by the ounce;
Trying to get a money counter, I ain't got the time to count;
Use to rap just for fun, now yo boy could get a check for it;
OG in the bong smells so foul I get a tech for it;
And my flow is even worse, putting verses in a hearse;
Came up off of one song, now them haters feelings hurt;
Act like I was lucky, got me f**ed up, I put in that work;
Mad cause when you dropping, your sh** flopping, don't get your feelings hurt;
Rip the club stages; I ain't even old enough to get in boy;
That's just we did boy, that's just how I get it boy;
Yal be talking, see me out for some reason yal quiet;
Cause I'm a rider, yo b**h won't deny it;
[Verse 2: Josh LeBang]
Hello! Is anyone out there, or is the whole world vacant;
All yal n***as sleep, like you counting sheep with a pillow and a blanket;
This crown is mine for the taking; the record is mine for the breaking;
And all yal flow watered down, it sound like yal n***as laking;
I'm so I'm so hungry for success, like a homeless at a banquet;
Got that steal, got that rubber, I be dress for the occasion;
I conquer intimidation; my mind has no limitation and this just the preparation, uh uh uh;
Uh, be ordinary to the mortuary and you'll have life in the cemetery;
These are the rules to legendary; these are the rules to legendary;
I had a bad b**h like Halle Berry, but had to let her pa** like a hail mary;
I had a bad b**h like Megan Good, but had to cut her short like February;
I'm saying…
[Verse 3: Fresha]
Ok, I'm Michael Jackson moonwalk smooth, I be High as f**;
Out of touch, living out my dreams sponsored by the Kush;
I'll sleep when I die, or when I need confirmation;
Bout' my route to these millions and this empire I'm building;
FGK in the building, aim your mind towards the ceiling;
Put your eyes in my vision, visit victory visually;
Vicious, vixens and villains, there's the fame and the doe;
There's my friends there's my foe's, there's my friends there's “Tha 4”;
Real recognize real, I'm a G, peep the G talk;
Girl remove that G string so I can find that G spot;
It's a turn on when I turn up; I ain't in hell when I burn up;
I inhale when I burn up . . . Uh;
[CB Talk]
[Pac Talk]