50 Missed Calls

[Intro: Ray Vicks]

Goddamn it's like 7:30 in the morning, my phone jumpin' off the meter

I got like 50 missed calls

You know a nigga's girl couldn't even sleep, this bitch jumpin'

Me and my niggas, we really get money man

We really do run through tons of that shit nigga

Pounds, blocks, bales nigga

Believe that nigga, yeah

[Chorus: Ray Vicks]

My phone ringing all night, my bitch pissed off

Wake up in the morning, fifty missed calls

My trap phone gettin' off

I got fifty missed calls

My phone gettin' off

I got fifty missed calls

[Verse 1: Ray Vicks]

I got fifty missed calls, shit that's fifty plays

I done ran up fifty grand less than fifty days

Ain't been home sixty days and I'm getting paid

I told my nigga keep on hustlin', it's gon' get you paid

Them pussies hatin', we totin' them K's, a hundred rounds in 'em

Fifty missed calls nigga, my trap phone ball nigga, yeah

And I can't never take a break

I'm hustlin' hard, movin' weight in every state, I don't play

Get it in every night and day, whippin' up that microwave

My mama prayin', hopin' my life change

I'm still in the game, sellin' that white girl

Just tryna get rich in this white world

Fifty missed calls

[Chorus: Ray Vicks]

My phone ringing all night, my bitch pissed off

Wake up in the morning, fifty missed calls

My trap phone gettin' off

I got fifty missed calls

My phone gettin' off

I got fifty missed calls

My phone ringing all night, my bitch pissed off

Wake up in the morning, fifty missed calls

My trap phone gettin' off

I got fifty missed calls

My phone gettin' off

I got fifty missed calls

[Verse 2: Moneybagg Yo]

My whole city love me

I got like fifty haters

You got like fifty hitters

I got like fifty takers

Got a fifty on this nine, will blow him out his mind

The judge batted my nigga, fifty years for that crime

I been hiding, since I dropped I done did like fifty plus shows, yeah

And they 20K a pop, lookin' at the schedule, I got fifty some more

All I know is run it up, shit all I know is eat, yeah

On the Lear, 30K for the seat

Niggas from the NBA with me

I done fucked like fifty hoes and still don't love not one

Now a nigga piped up, now a nigga iced up

Last year I ain't had none'

My bitch called, I done missed her call, I was gettin' to the cash

Yeah my wrist yellow, it's pissed off, I done blew a real bag

[Chorus: Ray Vicks]

My phone ringing all night, my bitch pissed off

Wake up in the morning, fifty missed calls

My trap phone gettin' off

I got fifty missed calls

My phone gettin' off

I got fifty missed calls

My phone ringing all night, my bitch pissed off

Wake up in the morning, fifty missed calls

My trap phone gettin' off

I got fifty missed calls

My phone gettin' off

I got fifty missed calls

[Verse 3: YFN Lucci]

Fifty missed calls, fifty mixed broads

I got fifty mixed broads, a fetish for jaws

Young boy ball, young boy ball

Take your bitch and get lost

Send her back with nothin' at all

Hit me back, I missed your call, I'm on road

My bank account on good lord

Get out that weight like Rick Ross

Heard you can't get a zip off, yeah

Run down with that stick, don't get caught, yeah

You know I'm good with that stick like we playin' lacrosse

I got in and out

I got friends, good or bad, right or wrong

I'ma send about, spend a band about

You know I'ma get that paper nigga even in a drought

And you know one thing they'll never do

They'll never count me out, yeah

[Chorus: Ray Vicks]

My phone ringing all night, my bitch pissed off

Wake up in the morning, fifty missed calls

My trap phone gettin' off

I got fifty missed calls

My phone gettin' off

I got fifty missed calls

My phone ringing all night, my bitch pissed off

Wake up in the morning, fifty missed calls

My trap phone gettin' off

I got fifty missed calls

My phone gettin' off

I got fifty missed calls