
call it off - x4 & hbk jachi lyrics
[chorus: x4]
hmm, popped his top and made his head fall off (hmm)
we took three in hits and call this beef off (f*ck that)
i could tell he a rat how he talk (you’re a rat)
he always wearin’ a gold chain with the cross (that’s a camera)
popped a perc’ and now he think he play golf (tiger woods)
that n*gga never tryna get involved
told the b*tch get on her knees, i don’t talk (get on your knees)
how the f*ck he just throwed it all?
[verse 1: x4]
how the f*ck he just throwed it all?
how the f*ck i had thirty phase in the halls?
remember when your b*tch gave me top in a stall?
if i want this block swept, i just make one call
bounce out in broad day and risk it all
ridin’ with a crash dummy, he gon’ risk it all
i just f*cked a b*tch, we ain’t kiss at all
i read that black and white, my crip ain’t snitch at all
n*gga tried to hide, but we found him
i just f*cked a b*tch, her p*ssy d*mn near drowned me
should’ve mind your business, why you tell the whole thing?
how you kissin’ on a b*tch that be f*ckin’ on the team?
[chorus: x4]
hmm, popped his top and made his head fall off (hmm)
we took three in hits and call this beef off (f*ck that)
i could tell he a rat how he talk (you’re a rat)
he always wearin’ a gold chain with the cross (that’s a camera)
popped a perc’ and now he think he play golf (tiger woods)
that n*gga never tryna get involved
told the b*tch get on her knees, i don’t talk (get on your knees)
how the f*ck he just throwed it all?
[verse 2: hbk jachi]
how the f*ck he turned into a boss?
how the f*ck we get all of these hoes up in the loft?
cuffin’ on that lil’ rap b*tch, you knowin’ she got tossed
you can say i paved the way, bass kept section 8
he ain’t walked up on him, made the chop beat just like an 808
i be there in a heartbeat if it’s a money play
i watched n*ggas take the broke route, i went the other way
i be willin’ with the soap opera, no real amount to stay
run it up like andale, y’all n*ggas made nothin’ today
“d*mn, i wanna be just like you”, somethin’ my son’d stay
before i buy up all the ‘bows, i had to put some more funds away
n*ggas out here movin’ too slime, can’t put the guns away
[chorus: x4]
hmm, popped his top and made his head fall off (hmm)
we took three in hits and call this beef off (f*ck that)
i could tell he a rat how he talk (you’re a rat)
he always wearin’ a gold chain with the cross (that’s a camera)
popped a perc’ and now he think he play golf (tiger woods)
that n*gga never tryna get involved
told the b*tch get on her knees, i don’t talk (get on your knees)
how the f*ck he just throwed it all?
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