where’s the confetti?

[Intro]

Yo

Call me, call me, call me

Uh (Call me—me—me—)

[Verse]

Where the confetti?

Niggas get shot, like the camera ready

Like my shooters work at Polaroid

Niggas got Grammy energy, I got source awards

Sober thoughts drowning in this liquor I been sipping on

Living on my last breath, Chopper still sing like it's Labrinth

A lab rat? Please, I'm richer than Davenport

Where's the holy grail, nigga? I fill it with seven pours

Of that brown liquor, drink it 'til my speech's got a slur

Man, I see the cracks through the mansion windows

Narrow in and see they use their silver spoons for heroin

Fuck rock throwing, I'm shooting outside your glass house

Squeezing until a nigga fall and pass out

Please, never took Xans, I took senzu beans

Cold as ice, play tag with my Jesus piece

Tell anxiety to suck my dick

I went from panic attack to Patek

Went from plan of attack to a tech, nigga

I'm two-face Annie

I can wish a nigga well then drop his girl panties

I'm invincible

Read the lines they on Kindle

Got more bars than cell signals

Heart ain't empty, it's sinful

Resentful, 'cause most of y'all still hating, how?

When your favourite looking up to me like a nosebleed

Nigga, please, I was like you

Took an L as employee, now I'm owner

Diamonds colder than the flu season and pneumonia

And the mic still bloody, nigga, this ain't toner

When the game need heart, I'm a fucking donor

I'm a lynx-eyed, ignorant, scared to die, hypocrite

Samurai, villainous, danger like syphilis

I know niggas built the pyramids

I know shit ain't sweet but some licorice

'Cause if you think outside the box they might put you in a box

Get down, they already throwing us rocks

I'm the type to catch it, throw it back like a SremmLife record

Came back like I resurrected

The fact of the matter is, fuck all my nemeses

And they distant relatives, not playing with you averages

It's flattering, you think he fuck with jev.? Hmm, negative

Fuck you girl right back to sleep like a sedative

The crown on my cranium is decorative

I been on your asses for five years consecutive

The Benz all white like it's gentrified

Know you sick inside when you see a nigga thrive, surprise!

Nigga, I'ma roll down the window

And start shooting everybody at the pity party

I got targets on my back, y'all got V's on your back

Ain't scared of you niggas, Bernie Mac

[Bridge]

Call me, call me, call me, call me

Call me, call me—me—me—

[Outro]

Where the confetti?

Niggas get shot, like the camera

Where the confetti?

Niggas get shot, like the camera ready

Yessir (Call me, call me, call me, call me—me—me—)

Call me, call me, call me, call me—me—me—