Call me Lyrics

I know that I don't really own you

Call me, I know that I don't really own you

Call me, call me

I know that I don't really own you

Hit her from the side then you got a grip

Hit her from the side then she got lit

Oh please, I don't own you

You got call me, I'm on this

Every day is my day, I be poppin' pills

Everybody getting angry, I know my deals

I know my corneas feelin' like I need to pay

When you get angry, nigga, are you a slave

Pour the pill till you down, till you drowned real

Getting angry, I'm about to make a suicide

Kill whoever gonna make me never shine

And niggas tryna make me like I ain't fine

Problems, had to switch, I gotta get it grippin

Hit a nigga with a switch, Nike tears on my shit

Nigga lick if she lick

Call me, I know that I don't really own you

Call me, call me

I know that I don't really own you

I know that I don't really need you

Golf man tryna please you

The money that be stealing is an issue

I'm rolling all around like a dee woo

I got a zone but I got a smoke though

My ozone got a little double

I'm falling but I'm still straight

I'm balling but I'm getting paid

A day, I don't wish, no hate

I'm gon' bust with your bitch, airplane

She like the moat but we never leave the airways

You gon' cry but you know I'm gonna get it all

Give me all for you, wanna switch and get it all

Call me, I know that I don't really own you

Call me, call me

I know that I don't really own you

Save that ass for your

Next hater

Telling me that I need to be your waiter

Baby don't meet a nobody

Taking out the room now she wanna show her body

Dont call the police, I just want your body

She's showing off like I need these drugs

I will never wait on nobody

Tryna pass me, I got a little time for your body

Pleasing on a check, baby we can play until the morning

Using my things just to have that sex

Nobody ever gonna flex like I do

Take the money back, now I'm ring doing the do

Smoking on that pack, now I'm smoking on that ass

Feeling like I'm the new Michael Jackson man

Taking it back, taking it back, bringing it back

She wanna lick, putting it back

Wanna do that black ass in a trap

Nigga wanna do that the way that he do

Wish me bad cause I'm gonna escape my room

Call me, I know that I don't really own you

Call me, call me

I know that I don't really own you

I know that I don't really own you

I know that I don't really own you