Big Cheese - Call On Me

Stupid petty arguments You know that I can't have it
You and your man bitching Yeah, you know that shit is madness
I just played a joke and now you wanna get all manic
It ain't nothing serious, I don't need you to panic

Okay, come on, let's go, let's go
Watching me, I think that you need to go and watch your cheese
Why the fuck would I not talk about the things that happen to me
Ballin please, I don't think you wanna get up off your feet

Band for band come call on me, come call on me, please call on me
Wait, I just went and got a re-up on some
Wait, I just got some put up on the top shelf, yeah, that's weight
I just gotta get up on my own, get it, wait
I just gotta get it going, yeah, it's on the way

I'ma get the one-on-ones, yeah, you cannot have it
Yeah, it's from my dog and he gon' really create static
Wishing you was wizard with the 101 we magic

I don't need nobody tryna middleman my sandwich
I don't need nobody tryna middleman my cabbage
I'm just tryna do it on my own, on my own
Get the bottle just to cope

Yeah, you don't even know, don't even know
Watching me, I think that you need to go and watch your cheese
Why the fuck would I not talk about the things that happen to me
Ballin please, I don't think you wanna get up off your feet

Band for band come call on me, come call on me, please call on me
Stupid petty arguments, you know that I can't have it
You and your man bitching, yeah, you know that shit is madness
I just played a joke and now you wanna get all manic

It ain't nothing serious, I don't need you to panic
I don't got no time to argue with the nine-to-fives
I'm just tryna stay out the way, nah, I'm really lyin
Why would I not talk about him? Yeah, that ain't a crime

Some of them I fuck with, yeah, I even call 'em slime
I'm just staying in my lane, high, high traffic in this bitch
Staying out the way, yeah, I cannot be up in the shit
Diamonds on my face and them motherfuckers glistening

Downfall from my haters and them motherfuckers wishing it
Pop up to the session, my money keep getting longer
Every time we re-up the packs, they keep getting stronger
If she wanna go out, I'ma fuck around, get lobster

She wanna be on cheese team, number one on my roster
Watching me, I think that you need to go and watch yo cheese
Why the fuck would I not talk about the things that happen to me
Ballin please, I don't think you wanna get up off your feet

Band for band come call on me, come call on me, please call on me
Band for band come call on me band for band come call on me
Band for band come call on me Band for band come call on me
Promise you, you won't be pleased

Written by:
Trevor Gonzalez

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