Call Tony

Lyrics

Dreams of rollie on bust down
 Imma get how I live
 Whole life I been famous
 Never really had shit
 Now I'm back on my flame god
 A boogie with the hits
 While fam broke they wrist
 Seen the hustle since a kid
 Now I go crazy and setting trends
 Give her this dope
 This medicine
 Been in the game Imma veteran
 And I'm moving on up like The Jeffersons
 Imma go get it say fuck her prolly
 Geeked off the money don't need a molly
 Flame ladi dadi I like to party
 And my drip is the latest you niggas sorry
 Made it from nothin I had a vision
 Had to grind to every day even pay attention
 Make sure you know when make decisions
 Hit it from back now I'm breaking tension
 Happy go lucky go get the money
 I Thizzle dance I don't do the Dougie
 I'm from the Crest and I'm reppin dummy
 Niggas is jokers and hella funny
 Can you adore me for sure reward me
 Come in the clutch young Robert Horry
 Keep that shit real don't be telling stories
 All of these hits feel like Berry Gordy
 I need a mill talking max max
 Used to hustle at school out the backpack
 Know I had pack where the sacks at
 My brothas was eating no cap facts
 Dick chiropractic make her back crack
 Had a great game had to pat stats
 Droppa gone drop you yea bag back
 T.I.Z.O. we known like a hashtag
 Haters gone hate but they all know me
 And I noticed the fake cus they all showed me
 I love 100s and 50s we all brodies
 Take my pack to Montana and call Tony
 Yea take the pack to Montana and call Tony
 Finna run up a check cause we all hungry
 Niggas hate and debate cuz they all phony
 Yea yea
 Yea take the pack to Montana and call Tony
 Make the cash triple yea all hunnids
 Ain't no bitches for em cus they all on me
 God damn
 Drip when I want got a big head
 Red carpet swag like my fit bled
 In love with the flame what the bitch said
 Go get my own naw I can't beg
 Take that lil risk for the bizag
 Suckas is salty and mizad
 Flame in this bitch I'm yo dizad
 Millions up next I'm so glizad
 Yea take the pack to Montana and call Tony
 Finna run up a check cause we all hungry
 Niggas hate and debate cus they all phony
 Yea yea
 Yea take the pack to Montana and call Tony
 Make the cash triple yea all hunnids
 Ain't no bitches for em cus they all on me
 God damn

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Song Details

Duration
02:28
Tempo
122 BPM

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