Calamari Lyrics

(Ahh)

I'm finna slide by the bitch, yeah

I do not lie 'boutta bitch, yeah

Space coupe what I'm hopping out

Calamari what I'm having now

In the 'Rari, I'ma crash out

I'm not sorry, I don't want you back now

Yeah, spray the bullets, hit his ligaments

Don't know what I want

Gucci, Louie, Truey, Ksubi, it's predicaments

Yeah, yeah, I got yo' bitch in that bed, yeah (I'm not sorry)

Yeah, I got a Rick inside of the O

I got a bitch you already know

'Cause it's yo' bitch, you already know (Know)

Pound of weed, pint of lean, yeah

I be syruped out like a fucking tree, yeah

I just got yo' bitch some diamonds and some lashes

Counting dollars, counting (Bills)

Bust down watch on a bitch, ho

Saving up, I need me a rich ho (Ho)

We still getting lit, though

While they ride around, man, you know

Louie on the garments so when you look at me

You know you taking (-ing) Ls

It smell like marijuana in my whip, you can tell (Ooh)

I like chains with the gold, Maybach, ho (Ho)

I'll unload with this clip

I got Dro, I got spliffs

Why he tryna send a hit?

We know he a bitch

He not doing shit (Shit)

(Smoking pound, smoking big A)

(Tell that ho she need to leave)