Baby gyal keep callin by Tweeko Lyrics

Now it's back to the roads where I been graftin'
Pettite brown ting, now I'm pimp walkin'
Uh, seen her at the rave, yeah, she's been watchin'
Four man tried a ting but she's done talkin'
Brick so fleeky, yeah, she flawless
Around so many trees, it be feelin' like a forest
In my Js and a whole lot of space
Yeah may nigga in my hood they know that I get it
So when it pop off the word is I did it
Mom was begging me to go down the right
We banging tunes our lives
Peng ting wanna chat in
Espanol i tell peng ting
Bon jour mon cheri
Peng ting buffing
Bars so fresh i make a white gyal azonto
Whine for me, take time
Now she gon stop
Now go down baby whine down low
If i tell her i love her i really mean it
Ohh nann
Baby gyal keeping callin x4
Oh naa
She a ten outta ten she perfection
But losing me's an L
And I see her ex-nigga in Giuseppe shoes
But baby they're old season
He ain't got nothing on me and you know that
So tell me who is he pleasing
And I see her ex-nigga in Giuseppe shoes (ayy)
But baby they're old season
She's like, "When are you free?"
"Never bitch I cost, if you drop out me"
That's your loss
I switch countries like I switch socks
Pull up, pull up when I drop that gloss