What U Call That? Lyrics

YG

3 AM though

I write out checks to myself, dog

What you call that?

Never took handouts, nope

What you call that?

I do this part time, yo

What you call that?

Everything paid for though

What you call that?

I call that facts

I got the world in my lap

She keep on calling me back

Every single still a smash

Young Ken Griffey with the bat

Pass, I had to laugh

Asking if I heard your track?

That trash you gasped tryna rasp all fast

Wait, you call that rap?

I call that wack

Cats to a rat

More like lions to a calf

Soon as you leave, we feast

Yeah we call it trimming the fat

Thanos up on the beat, damn, shit

'Bout to attack

Abracadabra, poof, you're gone

Shh, I call that snapped

Like yeah

I write out checks to myself, dog

What you call that?

Never took handouts, nope

What you call that?

I do this part time, yo

What you call that?

Everything paid for though

What you call that?

Look, ayo take a minute

Just shut up a second, listen

I'm not here to impress

Just to obliterate competition

With minimal contributions

From those I put in positions

For winning while I was struggling

Without a pot to piss in

So really what am I missing?

Wanna tell me my definition?

Cause nothing is similar

To what I've brought into existence

So yeah, what you call that right there?

Self-made G, check that - Nike Airs

Man of her dreams but rap's nightmare

Learned from the streets so don't fight fair

Cause fuck the rules

All you losers could follow suit, hallelujah

Got your girl reading Kama Sutra 'bout to give me medulla

She go down like a scuba diver who just seen some jewels and

Said she tired of playing with squares, my dude you're a Rubix

I'm like damn

I write out checks to myself, dog

What you call that?

Never took handouts, nope

What you call that?

I do this part time, yo

What you call that?

Everything paid for tho

What you call that?