Dont Call My Phone

My shooter gone shoot Bust at ya roof Baby who you I need the loot Money keep calling me (Hello) Money keep calling me (Hello) Money keep calling me (Hello) Money keep calling me (Hello) My shooter gone shoot Bust at ya roof Baby who you I need the loot Money keep calling me (Hello) Money keep calling me (Hello) Money keep calling me (Hello) Money keep calling me (Hello) If it ain't bout money Dont call my phone If it ain't bout work Just leave me alone I pop that perc Im in my zone .223's In ya back like bones Four oz's In my cup that foam Any hood I'm in I feel like home (Home, home, home) Home alone Bad bitch twerking for me Main bitch working for me You on that bullshit Stop it I be out serving And pull up like curtains I feel like a surgeon Well god damn Look like you hurting My pockets keep bursting Im good with the earning Like awh man Why am I working em' Why am I curving em' Why am I swerving em' Awh damn I be in the backseat lowkey Pop another pill might OD Smoking on frisco OG Cook it with the soda OT Boy you can get hit like Kobe Boy you can get hit on GP All that talking bout shit You dont know me Bitch shut the fuck up When you see me (Shut the fuck up when you see me) (Shut the fuck up when you see me) (Shut the fuck up when you see me) (Shut the fuck up when you see me) My shooter gone shoot Bust at ya roof Baby who you I need the loot Money keep calling me (Hello) Money keep calling me (Hello) Money keep calling me (Hello) Money keep calling me (Hello) My shooter gone shoot Bust at ya roof Baby who you I need the loot Money keep calling me (Hello) Money keep calling me (Hello) Money keep calling me (Hello) Money keep calling me (Hello)