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Kodak Black - Call You [Official Audio]
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kodak Black
Kodak Black
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ben Diehl
Ben Diehl
Songwriter
Bill K. Kapri
Bill K. Kapri
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ben Billions
Ben Billions
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Aye, Ben, I always call you when I need a hit, man
I call you when I need to roll one
I call you when I need to roll one
You call me when you need to hold somethin'
[Verse 2]
You only call me when you need a loan
And I'm only talkin' murder on my other phone
She be right here like she 'possed to
And I havin' ruffles on my shoulder
You know I love to shine, so my gun plated gold
You ask me to go high, got me on my tippy toes
I'm already zombie, I ain't gotta sell my soul, baby
Own a mansion, now my last home done got old
I be totin' pole, I'm pourin' a four, I'm rollin' mold
Flyer than any ****, yo **** be flyin' cold
And I'm takin' money with the dope now
I promise I'm a junkie on the dope now
Takin' Molly got me takin' souls
Takin' Molly fucked me up, I know
I know I'm a zombie on Earth, I'm a Zoe
And I'm bringin' hell on Earth for these hoe
Put my heaven on Earth for my hoe baby
I love my old girl, I love my old lady
Lookin' in my rear view, I ain't paranoid, I'm on point
In the club, twenty on my legs, but I'm on one
She said, "Kodak, is you flyer than my ****?" Uh-huh
Police asked if I know what happened to that ****, uh-uh
They like, "Really, it ain't none of your goddamn business?" None ya
You **** got the same drip, I'm drippin' custom
Kill a **** broad daylight just because
Kill a **** right in public 'bout my brothers
I don't play no games, you could miss me with the fun
'Cause I got a AR-15 in the trunk
Lil' ****, but I beat it like I'm puntin'
I parked the Wraith, then I pulled up and I'm doin it
Sniper Gang, Taliban, I'm a dog, yeah
Remember hittin' stores, hidin' in a dumpster
Jump out with my orange ski mask like I'm pumpkin
I run out on you faggot ass ****, y'all be punkin'
Even though I'm little, I be makin' big boy moves
They know that I'm little, so I got a lot to prove
I'ma transform from that **** to that woo
Talkin' 'bout me, I'm gon' need you on the news
[Verse 3]
Let it marinate, one more again
Talkin' about me, I'm gonna need you on a T-shirt
That money talk, you **** teeth hurt
I'm gon' need you on a T-shirt, yeah
Molly pink on it, yeah
My momma call Bill, I kill to pay the bills, I swear
My momma named me Jason, see me in your sleep, nightmare
My family called me God's son, 'cause I'm gon' need bloodshed
[Verse 4]
Yah, I'm gon' need your whole head
'90s baby, I ain't got no respect for the old heads
Sniper Gang, most of my **** done gone fed
I ain't Tweetin', pussy ****, I know you stared
Catch me slidin' in the decoy, fuck a Maybach
She said, "Do you fuck with D-Boy?" That was way back
I split yo' wig, I pushed your top right, where your tape at?
I'm 'bout that gun play, got a AK in the Maybach
[Verse 5]
I lost my homie to a gunman
I lost my other homie 'cause I found money
I'm a SG, 13 is done with
I'm jumpin' out the joint, I got it done with
Written by: Ben Billions, Kodak Black
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