Call Me (feat. Kiira) Video (MV)

You gotta move
Cuz you in the way of my shooter
I'm bustin' a bitch
If you think that talk make you cooler
Your neck gettin slit
Flowing like water while I smoke my dubage
F*ck is you sayin'
Can't hear a thing while you choke on my bullet

Bitch, Aye, Yuh

Don't talk that heat cuz I got it
F*ckin your bitch, call me papi
Told that hoe to get up off me
She must be a toy cuz I use her and drop it
Straight for my coat to your socket
Call me whatever I mu'f*ckin rock it
I got the blade in my pocket
Take you on sight cuz I don't gotta cock it

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Call me whatever
Just like a bird, we flockin' together
Gun in the purse, you know that shit leather
Louis Vuitton, that shit make her wetter
Smoking that gas, shit is some pressure
Aim at your face, with a suppressor

Blood splatter Gucci kicks, with your name on the lace (Huh)

Foot to your jaw, make it split off it's base
Reassure yourself my G, with that gun to your face
Better start running now, cuz your life what I chase

Call me whatever, aye
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Call me whatever, aye
Call me whatever (Call me whatever)
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Call me whatever, aye
Call me whatever (Call me whatever)
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Call me whatever, aye
Call me whatever (Call me whatever)
Call me whatever, Call me whatever, Call me whatever (Skrt, Skrt, Skrt)