STRIPEZVU - Call Off Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Nigga playing and it could be
Up up up up up
Yeah it's stuck I don't
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Nigga playing and it could be
Up up up up up
Yeah it's stuck I don't
Yeah, like I was doing a stunt
Glock that bitch gone fire him up
Like a rocket ship, yeah
I get higher than myself
I need to stop this shit yeah
All of these niggas be watching
They got my dick in esophagus, yea
My nigga he just be plotting
Yeah he just be doing geometry
You was just playing with thotties
Now we got your drop we dropping in, yea
If it's smoke it's gotta go down
Yeah that shit can't be left in the air
Everyone counted me out
I had to get these racks with no permission
After they see the bank roll
I swear these hoes let you fuck with no conditions
I know my nigga he salesman of the year
But he don't get no commission, I swear
I know a nigga down bad he got shot up
He wish that the bullets had hit him right there
I seen the shit back then that made me stop being nosey
I told my girl stop tripping
You know these hoes they don't compare
My opps as good as dead we already waiting on the burial
My options big as Madden
I could just call an audible
I had to get a big bag
My opps hating that bitch just mad
Really I feel like Brett
I got the shotgun on me if I snap
I had that bitch just tagging
Money talk I just had that bitch chatting
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Nigga playing and it could be
Up, up, up, up, up
Don't give a fuck, yea it's stuck, I don't

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Nigga playing and it could be
Up up up up up
Yeah it's stuck I don't
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Nigga playing and it could be
Up up up up up
Yeah it's stuck I don't
Yeah, like I was doing a stunt
Glock that bitch gone fire him up
Like a rocket ship, yeah
I get higher than myself
I need to stop this shit yeah
All of these niggas be watching
They got my dick in esophagus, yea
My nigga he just be plotting
Yeah he just be doing geometry
You was just playing with thotties
Now we got your drop we dropping in, yea
If it's smoke it's gotta go down
Yeah that shit can't be left in the air
Everyone counted me out
I had to get these racks with no permission
After they see the bank roll
I swear these hoes let you fuck with no conditions
I know my nigga he salesman of the year
But he don't get no commission, I swear
I know a nigga down bad he got shot up
He wish that the bullets had hit him right there
I seen the shit back then that made me stop being nosey
I told my girl stop tripping
You know these hoes they don't compare
My opps as good as dead we already waiting on the burial
My options big as Madden
I could just call an audible
I had to get a big bag
My opps hating that bitch just mad
Really I feel like Brett
I got the shotgun on me if I snap
I had that bitch just tagging
Money talk I just had that bitch chatting
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Nigga playing and it could be
Up, up, up, up, up
Don't give a fuck, yea it's stuck, I don't