YungBoy Pay$on - Missed Calls

Like Call of Duty, this a war zone
Call the bitches
Let's turn it into the whore zone Cruisin' past big houses
Imma own those
My bitch tighter than
Some well-done cornrows
Take a look, but never cop
You can't afford those
Ain't never took a bitch shoppin'
You can't afford hoes
Every time I shoot my shot
You know I score those
Missed calls, missed texts
I ignore those
I get to ridin' on a beat like it's a jet ski
I got a bunch of different bitches
Tryna sex me
If that's your bitch
Then why she tryna come caress me
That's interesting
Diamonds all on my neck, please
I'm into flexing
Run me another check, please
He said he tough, but
I'm lookin' like, where your testes
You try to pass for the score
Then I'm intercepting
You try to slide, and you a whore, then I'm rejecting
You a bitch, you never score
You're depressing
You're a bitch, you never score, you're
Like Call of Duty, this a war zone
Call the bitches
Let's turn it into the whore zone Cruisin' past big houses
Imma own those
My bitch tighter than
Some well-done cornrows
Take a look, but never cop
You can't afford those
Ain't never took a bitch shoppin'
You can't afford hoes
Every time I shoot my shot
You know I score those
Missed calls, missed texts
I ignore those
I went block to block
Wit rocks and socks
She ain't bein' honest with you, homie She took two cocks
At the same time, below the waistline
She ain't worth the time of day
Don't even waste time
I never answer when she hit me on the FaceTime
Don't want her number
Tell that bitch she can erase mine Damn, finna smack the op
Kick him while he down an dip
Before he call the cops
I drop a pussy like a Bud Light stock She tried to diss, and it was cool
I give her props
She tried to diss
but now she losin', who'd a thought
Tried to diss me
Now you losin', what a thot
Like Call of Duty, this a war zone
Call the bitches
Let's turn it into the whore zone Cruisin' past big houses
Imma own those
My bitch tighter than
Some well-done cornrows
Take a look, but never cop
You can't afford those
Ain't never took a bitch shoppin'
You can't afford hoes
Every time I shoot my shot
You know I score those
Missed calls, missed texts
I ignore those

Written by:
Preston Powell

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