Missed Calls

[Verse 1: Kid Ink]

I know later on you gon' tell me I was outta line

Showed up late cause I know I'm never outta time

Roll up, kill the blunt, commit another crime

With my middle finger up to the other side

It ain't motherfuckin' lit 'til we get inside

Tell your friends meet my friends and let's intertwine

Snapchat, baby girl ain't really into Vine

Keep on lookin' at me, vertigo then I'mma hit recline

Throw it at me backwards

While I make this money acrobat it, back flip

Tryna give me hickeys I could smell your Chapstick

I swear all these bitches is assassins

If they ever get me, only thing a nigga ask is

Please let me wear all my chains in my casket

Promise I'mma come back and visit you like Casper

If you ever need it baby, call and I will answer

[Chorus: Kid Ink & Juliann Alexander]

This ring-ringtone keep goin' off

I got a new phone, checkin' all these missed calls

Everybody say they wanna live like a boss

But you don't really know how much this shit cost

I might spend it up

I might save it up just to flip

Check my fuckin' phone

Look at all these calls I just missed

Check my fuckin' phone

Look at all these calls I just missed

Story of my life

Man I swear you could put it in writin', shit

[Verse 2: Juliann Alexander]

I got a lot of commas in my bank account, but I need more

They like who the fuck is that when I pull up in that foreign

I got too much sauce, I gotta drip when I walk, yeah

You niggas irrelevant, so unimportant

All of my bitches be rockin' designers

She so like where did you find her

She don't open up for me, she the headliner

Then I [?]

Who you tryna flex on?

Bitch you know I'm [?]

I'm the best in this city, I'm just bein' honest

If that nigga thread a mil, I put that on my daughter, he won't get his paper

You think the nigga a gangsta, that nigga really a fake one

She be dancin' all on me, throwin' that there while I'm throwin' paper

I'mma do what I'm made for, she like papi hit me later

[Chorus: Kid Ink & Juliann Alexander]

This ring-ringtone keep goin' off

I got a new phone, checkin' all these mixed calls

Everybody say they wanna live like a boss

But you don't really know how much this shit cost

I might spend it up

I might save it up just to flip

Check my fuckin' phone

Look at all these calls I just missed

Check my fuckin' phone

Look at all these calls I just missed

Story of my life

Man I swear you could put it in writin', shit

I might spend it up

I might save it up just to flip

Check my fuckin' phone

Look at all these calls I just missed

Check my fuckin' phone

Look at all these calls I just missed

Story of my life

Man I swear you could put it in writin', shit