Call It by Kuttem Reese Lyrics
[Intro]
And if it's smoke, I call it
Anywhere
In or off the field
We runnin' that shit straight over, on God
[Chorus]
Whatever I want, I call it
My niggas on go, no stallin'
Nigga, if it's smoke, I call it
I was up thirty G's, hidin' that shit in my closet
Lil' nigga, it's me, straight from the yard to the streets
When it's me, they can't compete
Six for the profit
Five hundred pair a week, but I still won't even accept that
Nigga ain't help me
[Verse]
Nigga, your shooter ain't steppin'
Nigga, you call that steppin'?
Drivin' reckless
I don't even do no talkin'
Nigga, we don't do no textin'
He sneezed, just watch me bless him
Big dog to these peasants
They send shots, we stretchin'
Can't give you no leverage
Man down, better be careful
Smoke, I call it
Unc' an alcoholic
He be trippin', he be leanin', fallin'
Ice around my collar
All of us be screamin' fuck our father
Got a buzz and went harder
Pockets done got more larger
More money, more problems
No bitch, no ho problems
Dior, don't wear Prada, but I'm proud of you
Chasin' after that money is a must, that's somethin' I gotta do
If you in the streets, it ain't no question, boy, you gotta shoot
Four-pound, ain't gon' miss, nigga, you reboundin' who?
6KN the fuckin' crew
Original shooters, we don't recruit
Step in blood, Christian Loub'
Damn, I'm 'posed to be Christian too, I am
This is who I am
Found a plug, he gave me sand
In that field, it's any man for theyself
Come correct or get left
Teach him how to step, dog ain't even step
Last nigga got left, on God
[Chorus]
Whatever I want, I call it
My niggas on go, no stallin'
Nigga, if it's smoke, I call it
I was up thirty G's, hidin' that shit in my closet
Lil' nigga, it's me, straight from the yard to the streets
When it's me, they can't compete
Six for the profit
Five hundred pair a week, but I still won't even accept that
Nigga ain't help me
[Outro]
Whatever I want, I call it
Whatever I want, I call it
And if it's smoke, I call it
Anywhere
In or off the field
We runnin' that shit straight over, on God
[Chorus]
Whatever I want, I call it
My niggas on go, no stallin'
Nigga, if it's smoke, I call it
I was up thirty G's, hidin' that shit in my closet
Lil' nigga, it's me, straight from the yard to the streets
When it's me, they can't compete
Six for the profit
Five hundred pair a week, but I still won't even accept that
Nigga ain't help me
[Verse]
Nigga, your shooter ain't steppin'
Nigga, you call that steppin'?
Drivin' reckless
I don't even do no talkin'
Nigga, we don't do no textin'
He sneezed, just watch me bless him
Big dog to these peasants
They send shots, we stretchin'
Can't give you no leverage
Man down, better be careful
Smoke, I call it
Unc' an alcoholic
He be trippin', he be leanin', fallin'
Ice around my collar
All of us be screamin' fuck our father
Got a buzz and went harder
Pockets done got more larger
More money, more problems
No bitch, no ho problems
Dior, don't wear Prada, but I'm proud of you
Chasin' after that money is a must, that's somethin' I gotta do
If you in the streets, it ain't no question, boy, you gotta shoot
Four-pound, ain't gon' miss, nigga, you reboundin' who?
6KN the fuckin' crew
Original shooters, we don't recruit
Step in blood, Christian Loub'
Damn, I'm 'posed to be Christian too, I am
This is who I am
Found a plug, he gave me sand
In that field, it's any man for theyself
Come correct or get left
Teach him how to step, dog ain't even step
Last nigga got left, on God
[Chorus]
Whatever I want, I call it
My niggas on go, no stallin'
Nigga, if it's smoke, I call it
I was up thirty G's, hidin' that shit in my closet
Lil' nigga, it's me, straight from the yard to the streets
When it's me, they can't compete
Six for the profit
Five hundred pair a week, but I still won't even accept that
Nigga ain't help me
[Outro]
Whatever I want, I call it
Whatever I want, I call it