Last Call (POV 6) Lyrics

Hey, I was just calling to say that it had nothing to do with you, you didn't change

It was me, I changed

Two cups in your system, you bet it you know

It's the last call, don't call my phone no more

I don't want to hear that you changed at all

You trying to pin it on me, got your family going all against me

Fuck your family tree, bitch

I don't want to fuck with a fucking treesh, bitch

How the fuck you gonna call me and then fuck with my dog

How the fuck you gonna say, Trey, you don't love me at all, bitch

Yeah, you fucking drawlin

This that last fucking call, man

I'm about to fucking go off, then

Yeah, thinking about all the shit we used to do

How the fuck we went from fucking all the time to I gotta call other bitches all the time

When I want to fuck up all the time, yeah

You got your dad going against me, talking about he worried about the past too much

Man, fuck that, nigga, I ain't worried about the past too much

Ya daughter, should've never been doing all that past fucked up

I don't want to hear that bullshit, how she live off her mom

I don't want to hear that I don't got no fucking mom

She be in her bag all the motherfucking time

My stepdad sitting there all the motherfucking time

How the fuck I'm fucking working fucking minimum wage?

I done got a fucking lot of food on my plate

I don't even like eating

I passed the fucking plate

That bitch brought me a birthday and ain't no fucking cake

They talking about I'm fucking insane

Duh, nigga, I'm so fucking insane

I ain't got nothing to lose, I'm fucking the brain

Yeah, she moving so different, I'm moving for sustain

Yeah, like my cousin said, BTF before the fame, before the name

Ever had a name, I had to change it

I had to stain it

Bitch, we calling my phone

I'm like, chill, I'm on some lame shit

How the fuck I'm fucking lame, nigga

How the fuck you saying, damn, you fucking changed, nigga

I ain't changed, bitch

I'm on that same shit

I just been more observing up on the same bitch

I need a new bitch

I got a new chick

Yeah, she black and she thick

That's a new whip

It got no mileage

And she a stylist

Her ass so sit fine

I'm like, wow, bitch

But nah, on some real shit

Yeah, my brother, he be on some motherfucking drill shit

I'm on some fucking singing shit

My mama probably not gonna feel this

But bitch, fuck you

They gonna feel this

And they gonna feel it

How the fuck I'm fucking losing

I'm a kill bitch

And this bitch trying to have a baby with a real nigga

But I ain't real nigga

I'm a fucking little nigga

I carry big figures

I ain't got six figures

You making six figures

Yeah, you want to have a nigga with less cash

Well, how the fuck you with a nigga with less cash

That means you got motherfucking low standards

And I'm the answer, because I'm the Cancer Panther

And like I stated before, I ain't fucking with whores

I've been fucking before

I'm at a 30 body count, and I've been fucking some more yea

I'd rather be honest

Yeah, I fucking rap fucking off topic

But fuck it

This the last call freestyle

I'ma let it off

Bing bong

And I ain't talking about no bing bong

I let that ding bong pull up her thing dong

Yeah, she got a nice thong with a nice song

I hope you fucking feel me on this nice song

This the last call, nigga

Maybe you should've moved a little different, little bitch

But now I'm on some drilling shit

I'm on some killing shit

I'm on my future and rod wave, because I'm feeling this

Yeah, I've been feeling this

And you be like the way how I'm fucking drilling shit

We jump from the back seat to the front to the hood in the hood

What's good

Shorty, what's good

You go see me before, now you pull up to my hood

And I be loving it

And I be loving when you all fucking sucking it

And I be loving when you still fucking sucking dick

Even though, shorty, I done fucking finished it

Yeah, I'm drilling shit

Yeah, uh, no killing shit

Yeah, this the last call

I'm about to motherfucking blast off

Yeah, about to walk up on this cash talk

I be making millions with you ass off

Yeah, I'm fucking working all my ass off

My mama not gonna feel this, but she clap off

I just want a bad fucking bad dog

My shorty, yeah, she bad in her ass off bitch