how i call it Lyrics

(Yeah, yea, yea, yeah)

First i getta bag (Bag)

Double then i flp it (Flip it)

Pull up with a bucket (Bucket)

Make these rappers kick it (Kick it)

Me and all ma niggaz we too shlime we too shticky (We too shticky yeh)

That bitch got a vibe and she ma type she a freaky (Yea)

These days trust nobody when i sleep i got a pole

On phonecall they're my friends but in real life they're all my foes

All that typa shit done fucked me up but on the low

Done fucked up ma mental but it won't fuck up ma soul

All these flows i gat but keep it solid

All ma friends aint my friends that's how i call it

But i come from the pole im too cold

And i stay on ma feet on ma toes

Everyday i wake think about money money

Sleepin on me then you a dummy dummy

I heard em say i won't make it but its just assumptions

Heard em sayin that im cursed i trust i God's timing

All this pressure it done proved that im a diamon'

All that pressure it don't phase me i be shining

Man these niggas can't shtaap me

First they gotta find me

Man thee niggaz fumblin

Man thee niggaz nothin

Drop ah opp just to know it feels

Lost sum family and i know how it feels

Fight ma demons and im drinking all these pills

Im so cold man i swear i done gave me chills

Used to have puddles on ma pillows i was cryin

Now i got puddles on thee shkreets my drip is timeless

They can't deny us

They can't deny us

Fuck all these niggaz allah these haters lowkey admire us

(034 .047 Shit get hard but i stay solid mahn)

(Yeah, yea, yea, yeah)

First i getta bag (Bag)

Double then i flp it (Flip it)

Pull up with a bucket (Bucket)

Make these rappers kick it (Kick it)

Me and all ma niggaz we too shlime we too shticky (We too shticky yeh)

That bitch got a vibe and she ma type she a freaky (Yea)

These days trust nobody when i sleep i got a pole

On phonecall they're my friends but in real life they're all my foes

All that typa shit done fucked me up but on the low

Done fucked up ma mental but it won't fuck up ma soul

All these flows i gat but keep it solid

All ma friends aint my friends that's how i call it

But i come from the pole im too cold

And i stay on ma feet on ma toes