Mvrz51 - Don't Gotta Call Meh

Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, damn

Feelin' apocalyptic at the same time
Damn, niggas swear I gotta get it

Give a fuck about them, when I see they face
I wan spit, hop up out that, damn, I got it
They don't got shit, so stop the modness
Say he up, so imma rob him, gon' catch him off

For my fallin', for my blood, he ain't gotta call me
For my blood, he ain't gotta call me
Bet they wonder why he stalkin'
Shit it hit him, left him joggin'

Get in his bag, lil' bitch, just watch me
Fuck, these niggas wanna be me
Fuck, these niggas wanna be me
Seen this nigga's head, why the fuck

I just wanna beem it
Shit, gon' hit a lot of hollow tips on the strip
Fuck it, I'm gone now, now i be off of this
Gon' get this gone, lil' niggas ain't pushin

Talkin' bout the way niggas ain't makin
See you at the end, nigga, ain't makin' it
It's just like I trick shit
Hit this fuckin' nigga face

He ain't even see, swerve around
in that shit, why the fuck
tryna smoke, nigga dis, ain't nothin' funny
Thinkin' that I'm jokin

I'm just finna push up on this nigga
I just need to focus
Voice in my head tellin' me
Just fuck get em'

I ain't even end up over there
Then there's still a stretcha
Push up in the deck
Supa fast, I ain't got no rest

Yeah, yeah, nigga, yeah, I'm in it
Like fuck it fucking chose me
Fuck, it's dark, fuck, it's dark
For me, I just can't control it

Cut that nigga back
Open, he ain't even notice
Cut this nigga fuckin' neck
Yeah, he gon' fuckin' know me

Serve that shit
At the right time, it be on my mind
I gotta just focus
damn, they got you

Damn, they got all that shit
How the fuck that nigga even know this
Fuck is you talkin' bout, lil' nigga
Say he got all that pressure

Fuck is you talkin' bout, lil' nigga
Finna send them gon' get you
Uh,

Feelin' apocalyptic at the same time
Damn, niggas swear I gotta get it

Give a fuck about them, when I see they face
I wan spit, hop up out that, damn, I got it
They don't got shit, so stop the modness
Say he up, so imma rob him, gon' catch him off

For my fallin', for my blood, he ain't gotta call me
For my blood, he ain't gotta call me
Bet they wonder why he stalkin'
Shit it hit him, left him joggin'

Get in his bag, lil' bitch, just watch me
Fuck, these niggas wanna be me
Fuck, these niggas wanna be me

Slidng off it left them bleeding
Why the fuck they wanna see me

Got him off, I ain't talkin' bout the drink
Got him off, I ain't talkin' bout the smoke
Swear this nigga, bitch, why the fuck he saying he want smoke
choppers shell they wet him up nigga fuck a raincoat

Fuck
My, damn, God
Mighty where your brain go
off like a fan niggas, they never spin

Got some shit, it's gon' go thru him, in that party
Got a lil' chopper in
Remember that day
Damn, almost shot him

You trust these niggas
I say fuck em
You hang with a nigga, I say fuck em'
Send my nigga, go get rid of him

Brr

Written by:
Morlan Thomas

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