Call For Duty Lyrics

Cut the lights, bitch, we pull up creepin' slow, yeah

Ain't no fuckin' bitches, I don't know, yeah

She think that she hot, you not on vogue yeah

Woah, bitch, I got it, woah

Forgiatos go

That forty five gon' blow

I'm movin' with my bro

He sippin' movin' slow

Cut the lights, we slow, cut the lights, I'm low

COD, UAV, got the drop on all you fuckin' bitches

All my guns came with motherfuckin' switches

She from Paris

Givenchy my fit, she tryna wear it

Came in with a stick, bitch, that's always how I pair it

Yeah, my wrist gettin' cold, and I caught you hoes starin

She a certified freak, said she kinda into Sharon

Woah, bitch, I got it, woah

Forgiatos go

That forty five gon' blow

I'm movin' with my bro

He sippin' movin' slow

Cut the lights, we slow, cut the lights, I'm low

Ridin' round with wockhardt, might catch a Dui

G.I.A., my diamonds, yeah, I got them certified

Cashed out on my weapons, guns I got that been all mine

Cashed out on my hoes, all my bitches livin' fine

COD, UAV, got the drop on all you fuckin' bitches

All my guns came with motherfuckin' switches

Cut the lights, bitch, we pull up creepin' slow, yeah

Ain't no fuckin' bitches, I don't know, yeah

She think that she hot, you not on vogue yeah

Woah, bitch, I got it, woah

Forgiatos go

That forty five gon' blow

I'm movin' with my bro

He sippin' movin' slow

Cut the lights, we slow, cut the lights, I'm low