Labels Calling

Lyrics

[Intro] (Shout out Conceal3d, that nigga goin' brazy) [Chorus] I get the money myself, labels calling Block all the hate, tell these niggas I'm ballin' Got that bitch slippin', oh yeah, she be fallin' Fuck yo hoe, told her to leave in the morning Love never last, cause that shit so boring Stack it up, uchies, then whip the foreign Walkin' 'round, feelin' so 'portant Switch up the 'Lyx, then pull up with the Forces [Verse 1: BB Knight] Got the beam, with the light, extortin' Try to stop me, nigga I'm Michael Jordan Dicked her, lil' shorty a fan Lil' hoe try to pull down her pants Tryna pull 'em up, nigga want bands I'm 'bout my dividends Biggest drip Alyx in 2-0-1-6 Smokin' Juuls in 2-0-1, Fifth They living my past and shit Got plenty of the baddest bitches Opps sad, said rags to riches My money so large, it's [?] I told her to be about business Open ya mouth, let me finish Bust a bitch guts, nigga I'm in it (yuh, aye) [Chorus] I get the money myself, labels calling Block all the hate, tell these niggas I'm ballin' (yuh) Got that bitch slippin', oh yeah, she be fallin' Fuck yo hoe, told her to leave in the morning Love never last, cause that shit so boring Stack it up, uchies, then whip up the foreign Walkin' 'round, feelin' so 'portant Switch up the 'Lyx, then pull up with the Forces I get the money myself, labels calling Block all the hate, tell these niggas I'm ballin' Got that bitch slippin', oh yeah, she be fallin' (aye) Fuck yo hoe, told her to leave in the morning Love never last, cause that shit so boring Stack it up, want the uchies, with foreigns Walkin' 'round, yeah I'm feelin' so 'portant Walkin' 'round, yeah I'm feelin' so 'portant Stack it up, want the uchies, with foreigns [Verse 2: BB Koat] [?] my mood, might work today Roll up a Wood, smoke the hurt away Drank in my Cup, like Kirko Bangz Ran up yo' money, that's first today Can't trust a soul, they move so fake These hoes lyin', they lie to my face Bee's be buzzin, at they pace Get a rack in, back out my way (get out my) I swear they think they know us Finna pour me a fo' She break it down, like I stole some I'ma run around, like a roadrunner Bet I run it up on my lonesome Baby always tryna' control somethin' How y'all niggas hatin', ain't on nun? So much money, niggas can't fold nun I just be, all in my ways Get money, get out my face Get hunnids, yeah them blue face Babygirl love how I taste She wanna test drive the Wraith She love the wind blowin' in her face I'ma put shawty on a whole new wave Real nigga solid, take that to the grave [Chorus] I get the money myself, labels calling (aye) Block all the hate, tell these niggas I'm ballin' (yuh) Got that bitch slippin', oh yeah, she be fallin' Fuck yo hoe, told her to leave in the morning Love never last, cause that shit so boring Stack up the uchies, then whip the foreign Walkin' 'round, feelin' so 'portant Switch up the 'Lyx, then pull up with the Forces I get the money myself, labels calling Block all the hate, tell these niggas I'm ballin' Got that bitch slippin', oh yeah, she be fallin' Fuck yo hoe, told her to leave in the morning Love never last, cause that shit so boring Stack it up, want the uchies, with foreigns Walkin' 'round, yeah I'm feelin' so 'portant Walkin' 'round, yeah I'm feelin' so 'portant Stack it up, want the uchies, with foreigns