Calling Me Lyrics

Like why you keep calling me

Why you keep stalking me

No you won’t leave me alone

Bitch want to blow up my phone

Like why you keep calling me

Why you keep stalking me

No you won’t leave me alone

Bitch want to blow up my phone

Like why you keep calling me

Why you keep stalking me

No you won’t leave me alone

Bitch want to blow up my phone

Like why you keep calling me

Why you keep stalking me

No you won’t leave me alone

Bitch want to blow up my phone

You see what she do for the check

You see what she do for respect

Yeah I can’t neglect

When I keep it real you upset

All of this grind I might sweat

I might take off like a jet

Momma play me like cassette

I get the bread like baguette

Nigga try me that’s yo neck

Like what’s the plan

I will leave you with no hands

You will get dropped like some sand

A year ago ain’t no fans

Konichiwa she from Japan

Off-White and she need a tan

And if they ain’t Fear Of God Vans

Then you cannot mess with my mans

Girl you give me mixed emotions yea

I need your devotion yea

Like what’s the potent yea

Smell all this gas, give you some cash, and you just might flex with the tags

I’m not from Sicily, I got a bitch up in Italy

I be all up in her kidneys feel like a surgeon feel like I’m working

All of you niggas is worthless

I can’t trust a soul no no, 3D but in real life you is a hoe yea

Like why you keep calling me

Why you keep stalking me

No you won’t leave me alone

Bitch want to blow up my phone

Like why you keep calling me

Why you keep stalking me

No you won’t leave me alone

Bitch want to blow up my phone

Like why you keep calling me

Why you keep stalking me

No you won’t leave me alone

Bitch want to blow up my phone

Like why you keep calling me

Why you keep stalking me

No you won’t leave me alone

Bitch want to blow up my phone

Nigga keep calling me

Nigga won’t leave me alone

You can’t come home with me

I got a nigga at home

Yea he carry that uzi 

Yeah he’ll bust at your throat

You must be drunk off that henny

If you think you blowing my phone

Your like a dog catch this bone

Bitch better lower her tone

Good dick make me moan

You know I carry that throne

You know that you are unknown

You know that I gotta skirt

If the nigga want to flirt

I am not having that

Put a nigga on the map

Yeah I’m under attack

She bite my wave a gator

Yeah she a lil hater

That’s why your job is waiter

Sit down little bitch I’m your teacher

You’ll never see me you’ll never be me

Pockets so fat diabetes

Pussy so wet yeah it’s greasy

I’ll crush your dreams I’m a genie

No you can’t call me sweetie

No you can’t call me sweetie

I am not sweet, please have a seat

You see this givenchy on me

Aint no feat for free

I do what I please yea

Like why you keep calling me

Why you keep stalking me

No you won’t leave me alone

Bitch want to blow up my phone

Like why you keep calling me

Why you keep stalking me

No you won’t leave me alone

Bitch want to blow up my phone

Like why you keep calling me

Why you keep stalking me

No you won’t leave me alone

Bitch want to blow up my phone

Like why you keep calling me

Why you keep stalking me

No you won’t leave me alone

Bitch want to blow up my phone