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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Not3s
Not3s
Performer
Shakka
Shakka
Performer
Tinie Tempah
Tinie Tempah
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Not3s
Not3s
Composer
Shakka Philip
Shakka Philip
Composer
Patrick Okogwu
Patrick Okogwu
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Shakka
Shakka
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
From the speed dial, I'ma call her
She no drama, she no drama
In the winter or the summer
She no drama, she no drama
She don't like no fakes, she keep it real
She ain't on a wave, she know the deal, yeah
In the winter or the summer
She no drama, she no drama
[Verse 2]
On the beat I can be a madman
But now she robbing me, like she be a badman
And I get dough, I don't need a trap man
But now she wanna know 'cause all my P's in Santan
Man, I knew that she won't fake
I undergo and I seen 'em when I blink
Like bring this ship, my wave will make you sink, nah
We used ride my wave will make you sink, no, no
We used to kick it in the kitchen when we were all on our own
Put her on the oven, it got too hot on the stove
And now the bond gets old
She was too much drama so I left her on her own, yeah, yeah
[Verse 3]
From the speed dial, I'ma call her
She no drama, she no drama
In the winter or the summer
She no drama, she no drama
She don't like no fakes, she keep it real
She ain't on a wave, she know the deal, yeah
In the winter or the summer
She no drama, she no drama
[Verse 4]
Ooh, lord, I'ma catch some feelings
Livin' on the Gram preein', I'ma catch some feelings
She be on the gym ting, all the squats, they ain't helpin'
Call me phone, like take break, let me fix you something, fam
Mixin' on the kitchen, she can throw down
I remember ratchet chicks who couldn't calm down
Usain Bolt with the tongue, always running mouth
Walked back up to the crackpot
Baby, please, baby, please, baby, please, leave my belt
Tryna be, tryna be, tryna be here myself
One of these, one of these, one of these days I swear
I'ma join your workout, you won't be able to stand up
[Verse 5]
I used to have your name all up in my search, girl
You wanna blaze but you're still at church, girl
Off white, I used to chill with Virgil
That's okay, baby, oh, it was never personal
Let's make babies, why not? Buy 'em all the high-tops
Say I'm working too hard? Momma worked five jobs
In this cold, cold world, you never change like seasons
Always come like evening, I got loads more reasons
[Verse 6]
From the speed dial, I'ma call her
She no drama, she no drama
In the winter or the summer
She no drama, she no drama
She don't like no fakes, she keep it real
She ain't on a wave, she know the deal, yeah
In the winter or the summer
She no drama, she no drama
[Verse 7]
She wanna hit the road, hit the road when that sun's gone
She's gonna hit the road, hit the road when there's no sun
She really wanna hit the road, hit the road when that sun's gone
She's gonna hit the road, hit the road when there's no sun
She wanna hit the road, hit the road when that sun's gone
She's gonna hit the road, hit the road when there's no sun
There's no sun, ah, ah
There's no sun, no
And she's gone 'cause there's no sun, ay
Written by: Not3s, Patrick Okogwu, Shakka Philip
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