Goonie - Callin Lyrics

I'm so high, I could fly to mars I could fly to mars
And my ma, told me shoot for stars so I shoot for stars
Fancy broads driving foreign cars driving foreign cars
And I'll get there one day but I gotta keep on working hard
I-I'm so trill, I'm so f*cking trill Trill Boulevard
You best shut yo f*ckin' mouth when I walk up in the yard
I ain't-I ain't talkin math, but my woadie popping X bars
Now he gone, and he geeked he could go very far

I-I think the clique calling
That's yo bitch calling
That's them demons calling
Demons get to talkin', and I know they wilding
I won't pay attention, its my soul that they mention
Nah they tripping tripping
Yeah they tweaking tweaking
They ain't ask where I been
I just grind all weekend
B-Big benjis to the face I been dreaming
W-Way yo bitch look at me want my semen

I-I'm tryna f*ck all yo hoes from every region
I-I'm tryna f*ck all yo hoes from every region
I-I'm tryna f*ck all yo hoes from every region
I-I'm tryna f*ck all yo hoes from every region