Call of Duty

Lyrics

[Intro] (​​thr6xinati) (thr6x pack) Flrrr-phew (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah), flrrr-flrrr, phew [Verse 1] This bitch just like ooh-wee, ayy (Flrrr-phew) I'ma need all your jewelry (Flrrr-phew) Hop out with sticks like Call of Duty (Sss, flrrr sss-sss) Hop out with sticks like Call of Duty Bitch, I'm on, I'ma get in that coochie (Shh) Throw back the Percs, shit got me moody I think the worst said you could lose me (Fltt) I'm on a roll, just like a tootsie I'm working at Wendy's, I hit 'em with a four-piece Fuck the bitch, kick her out for my lonely, yeah Not tryna stay, bitch, don't get cozy, yeah Calling my phone, bitch, don't get nosy I'm fucking your friend, bitch, don't get salty I'm need a smoke, you know it gon' cost me Stick up with he cops, yeah, bro was so ballsy, yeah Bеat the bitch back, yeah, it broke likе Pocky Hop on this beat talkin' spicy like Takis Smokin' the white girl, we in them Rocky's I see a 30, yeah, I gotta get cocky Bro got the swag, yeah, I gotta get wocky Dumb nigga, put some on your brain, get litty We did you bad, now you hate your city Put him and his gang in the serengeti Bustin' the auto, I got the cheese on me like a taco These chops louder than trombones Can't give no dick, had to block a ho (Shh, fltt, yeah, yeah, yeah) [Bridge] Can't give no dick, had to block a ho, ayy, ayy Can't give no dick, had to block a ho, ayy (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Can't give no dick, had to block a ho, ayy, ayy (Yeah) Can't give no dick, had to block a ho (Yeah) [Verse 2] Ayy, ayy, eight on him like an octo' Ayy, ayy, got too much cheese like some pasta (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Ayy, ayy, ayy, tell her I really don't wanna talk to her They put the light on your boy, yeah, just like the sun, sun Ayy, dicking her down, dick in her stomach just like it's Tums-Tums I'm holding her hair back, I'm no hair stylist, yeah, I bust on her tongue, tongue I love you a lot, you get in the way of them racks and you gon' be long gone (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) I am a surgeon, you get in the way of them racks and you gon' get sawed off [Verse 3] Mm, mm, God, I, God, I hear you talking to me (Talking to me) God, I can't let go of the things you gave to me But, I could get anything I want, yeah me But all these things that haunt me, I can't escape 'em I'm ridin' around lookin' stupid, I can't shake 'em I had a handful of my pills, I'm looking down like I can't take 'em All of the people that kick and push me down, I can't hate them Dumb nigga, you is my son, damn near look like I just raised him Lit that boy like a blunt, hell yeah, nigga, 'cause I just face him [Outro] (​​thr6xinati, thr6x pack) I just face them, uh, yeah, yeah I just face them, yeah, yeah, yeah I just face them, yeah, yeah, yeah I just face them, yeah, yeah, yeah