Callistus - Visa lyrics

[Hook: Callistus] Back for the work like a Visa f**in' up gravity, uppin' my salary (woo!) Back for the pack with the homies So, so, so pay what you owe me [Verse 1: Callistus] And yea sh**, that go for Sony n***a need Play on the Stations Chapo, bringin' the ba** in You soft, my girl beat probation Lookin' at a n***a like he dangerous But I'm stainless, record and the watch That's why I pop bands same name as my pops Gotta be the man wit it, fire put my hand in it [Hook: Callistus] Back for the work like a Visa f**in' up gravity, uppin' my salary (woo!) Back for the pack with the homies So, so, so pay what you owe me [Verse 2: Callistus] Talk kush then I'm triple OG In a room full of soldiers In a room full of doja Bruce Lees in a dojo Hoes sneeze, get mad, I laugh, no stress We blessed leave 'em wavin' (wavin') That's cuz hoes tell then stay at a Days Inn (Days Inn) Back for the work like a Visa (Visa) I'm leanin', put me in Pisa (Pisa!) The epitome of this Italy sh** Shoutout to the French, Saint Laurent for the kicks (kicks) Fire put my hand in it, gotta be the man wit it [Hook: Callistus] Back for the work like a Visa (Visa) f**in' up gravity, uppin' my salary (woo!) Back for the pack with the homies (homiiees) So, so, so pay what you owe me [Verse 3: Callistus] Might just wake up in Waco Dreamin' and thinkin' bout Tel Aviv Long as you get your sh** overseas Haters see salt like the seven seas Flexin', we call that Canseco Gettin' your money a milli ways One of a kind like you Willie Mays b**hes want green, give 'em 50 Shades I used to want me a Tissot I leveled up got a Cartier Wallet is Louis, no Damier Keep sh** discrete on my day-to-day You n***as don't want no chorizo We flexin, my team in the lead though Shut the f** up if you can't pay your fees though And pay what you, pay what you, pay what you Pay what you, pay what you... (owe) [Hook/Outro: Callistus] Back for the work like a Visa f**in' up gravity, uppin' my salary (woo!) Back for the pack with the homies So, so, so pay what you owe me Back for the work like a Visa I'm leanin', put me in Pisa The epitome of this Italy sh** Shoutout to the French, Saint Laurent for the kicks (kicks) Fire put my hand in it, gotta be the man wit it