Testo shot caller - sosocamo
Testo della canzone shot caller (sosocamo), tratta dall'album no service
Get the money, yeah, I know I was supposed to
Oh, that shit for sure, I can't hold you
Why I'm drunk, J.G. back from Noble
Nigga, bring no bells up, had to show you
Nigga do a flip like Tony, ha
Gas and the ass, shitpost it
Niggas, bitch, shit, told me
Talked that bitch, just show me
I'm about to put that spice on it, that old baby
And the Trump, that bitch fully loaded
I see these niggas, that too many posers
Why the fuck, you mad, nigga? Ain't you, choosers
Hit it on the day, this a headshot
I be on the head, I'm on everybody
My telly, I sign up with it
Put them on, them boys, my children
No credit, I just pay four
Stay up, don't pay sucks
Everything that shit goes
Rich niggas, shot calling
Wait on this hard timing
It's in the head like it's in my pocket
Don't listen to charging
Put it all in the ground up
Suburbs, ballonni, black and mild
The turn it up, better see ya go wild
Man, it gone up in an anonymous
All he had to do was talk to me
See, you trying to stay the nut, is good with me
Cut that soul, fuck, she be good to me
Nigga made that bed run, she gon' touch the toes
Midge, that one and I told you so
Girl, niggas want a key, I don't know
Put it on, it was just that polo
I pull up, up in homage
Seeing shots from the girl dodging them
Shake it up like she a bartender
Them in my jail, me fallin' in
No credit, I just pay four
Stay up, don't pay sucks
Everything that shit goes
Rich niggas, shot calling
Wait on this hard timing
It's in the head like it's in my pocket
Don't listen to charging
Put it all in the ground up
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Writer(s): Grace Dunbar, Javier Mercado, Nicolas Baran, Steven Giron, Kento Montrose, Primo Pepper, Camron Sanders
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