Kodak Black - Call You lyrics

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Kodak Black - Call You lyrics

[Intro] Ayy, Ben, I always call you when I need a hit, man I call you when I need to roll one I call you when I need to roll one You call me when you need to hold something [Verse 1] You only call me when you need a loan And I'm only talkin' murder on my other phone She be right here like she posted And I'm havin' ruffles on my shoulder You know I love to shine, so my gun plated gold [?] high, got me on my tippy toes I'm already zombie, I ain't gotta sell my soul, baby Own a mansion, now my last home done got old I be totin' pole, I'm pourin' a four, I'm rollin' mold Flyin' [?], n***a be flyin' cold And I'm takin' money with the dope now I promise I'm a junkie on the dope now Takin' Molly got me takin' souls Takin' Molly f**ed me up, I know I know I'm a zombie on Earth, I'm a [?] And I'm bringin' hell on Earth for these hoes Put my heaven on Earth for my whole baby I love my old girl, I love my old lady Lookin' in my rear view, I ain't paranoid, I'm on point In the club, twenty on my legs, but I'm [?] She said, "Kodak, is you flyer than my n***a?" uh huh Police asked if I know what happened to that n***a, uh uh They like, "Really, it ain't none of your goddamn business?" noneya You n***as got the same drip, I'm drippin' custom k** a n***a broad daylight just for custom k** a n***a right in public 'bout my brothers I don't play no games, you could miss me with the fun 'Cause I got a AR-15 in the trunk Lil' n***a, but I beat it like I'm puntin' I parked the Wraith, then I pulled up in a [?] Sniper Gang Taliban, I'm a dog, yeah Remember hittin' stores, hidin' in a [?], yeah Jump out with my orange ski mask like I'm pumpkin I run out on you f*ggot a** n***as, y'all be punkin' Even though I'm little, I be makin' big boy moves They know that I'm little, so I got a lot to prove I done transformed from that n***a to that [?] Talkin' 'bout that I'm gon' need you on the [?] [Verse 2] [?] Talkin' 'bout that I'm 'gon need you on a T-shirt That money talk, you n***as teeth hurt I'm gon' need you on a T-shirt, yeah Molly pink on it, yuh My momma call Bill, I k** to pay the bills, I swear My momma named me Jason, see me in your sleep, nightmare My family called me God's son, 'cause I'm gon' need bloodshed Yuh, I'm gon' need your whole head '90s baby, I ain't got no respect for the old heads Sniper Gang, most of my n***as done gone fed I ain't Tweetin', p**y n***a, I know you scared Catch me slidin' in the decoy, f** a Maybach She said, "Do you f** with d-boy?" that was way back I split yo' a**, I put your top right where your tape at I'm 'bout that gun play, got a AK in the Maybach I lost my homie to a gunman I lost my other homie 'cause I found money I'm SG, 13 is done with I'm jumpin' out the [?], I got done with it