Blood Moon - Call Me What You Want (feat. Daddex)
Ayo wassup dadI gotta lotta different names
To a lotta different people
I'm a saint but I'm evil
I'm a pretty boy
I'm a gritty boy
I'm a city boy
Don't you even ask me if I'm an ass or titty boy
That'll make me livid
Do I have to paint a picture
I don't go for any woman unless they use me as a kitty toy
Wait
On second thought
Imma shoot my shot
Yeah
Getchu in the mood, hit all spots, like a buckshot
Spin around the parking lot
Let her take a snapshot
Post it on her socials everybody see the jackpot
See the jackpot
See me shutting down the block
Pull up with a star, going viral like a tiktok
She a perfect 10, a lil cutie in a crop top
On her ring finger, I think imma put a big rock
Spending all this cash, moving fast no pit stop
Baby come look at this wrist watch
Lil butterscotch
Mama so sweet, topnotch, got me brainwashed
See me how I'm walkin, stoppin, watching how I move aye
Ooo-la-la, lil mama so fye, know I'm catchin those eyes, I think she want me to choose
When I pull up to the spot, swag drippin from the moon
Call me what you want, aye aye
You can call me what you want, any name you can choose aye
I don't give a fuck, hit my dance, watch me groove
I don't give a fuck watch me groo-oove
Middle fingers up, cop a benz, imma cruise aye
Middle fingers up with the crew-ew
I don't fuck with drama that shit put me in a mood
But I don't give a fuck watch me groo-oove
She lookin at me like it's bout time
I'm always in the back, not the front line
I was geekin, thinkin I'm about to flat line
So I poured another cup and put it to the sky
Put it to the sky
Pouring up until we boutta black out
Walk up in em kicks, lookin sick, like a mad cow
Keep on paper chasing till I'm lookin like a cash cow
Look up on the Gram, you gone see what it's all about
What it's all about
I run up a check, I need a large amount
I been ballin baby I can't fuck around
She gone suck it up and then she drop it down
Runnin through the city, I feel like I'm in a race car
Tinted through the window my bro lurkin with an AR
Stepping on they necks I put this beat inside a graveyard
Imma fuck this money up don't matter imma make more
I'm a pretty boy
I'm a gritty boy
I'm a city boy
Don't you even ask me if I'm an ass or titty boy
That'll make me livid
Do I have to paint a picture
I don't go for any woman less they use me like a kitty toy
Wait
On second thought
Imma shoot my shot
Yeah
Getchu in the mood, hit all spots, like a buckshot
Spin around the parking lot
Let her take a snapshot
Post it on her socials everybody see the jackpot
Call me what you want aye aye
You can call me what you want, any name you could choose aye
I don't give a fuck, hit my dance, watch me groove
I don't give a fuck watch me groo-oove
Middle fingers up, cop a benz, imma cruise aye
Middle fingers up with the crew-ew
I don't fuck with drama that shit put me in a mood
I don't give a fuck watch me groo-oove
Written by:
Michael Schitea, Ryan Dextrose
Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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