Role Call Songtext
von Tory Lanez
Role Call Songtext
Oh, oh-oh
Yeah, ayy-ayy
Ayy
I wanna know your name, mane
I wanna know, I wanna know everything
Shorty, no, I don′t wanna be your main thing
I wanna know, I wanna know everything
Ayy-yeah-yeah-yeah
Don't call shorty back, gotta put her on the role call
Hit a dance with her friend and she go off
Baby, damn, you′s a motherfucking show-off
Ayy-yeah-yeah-yeah, baby, ayy-yeah
Oh, yeah-yeah, oh, yeah-ah, yeah
Huh, alright, I get it
Look at my chain, you go blind for one second
Hoodie on like I'm KKK, DTB, you should know my name
And I put that on everything
I wanna see you throw that ass in circles, don't ever change
(Don′t wanna be your main man)
I wanna know what it is and what it ain′t, babe
I'm a cold-hearted nigga, I do sane things
No switch on the Glock, call it Plain Jane
VVS′s and I trust the real chain gang
Two best friends fucking, it's the same thing
I wanna know your name, mane
I wanna know, I wanna know everything
Shorty, no, I don′t wanna be your main thing
I wanna know, I wanna know everything
Ayy-yeah-yeah-yeah
Don't call shorty back, gotta put her on the role call
Hit a dance with her friend and she go off
Baby, damn, you′s a motherfucking show-off
Ayy-yeah-yeah-yeah, baby, ayy-yeah
Oh, yeah-yeah, oh, yeah-ah, yeah
I got cash on deck, Arab bitches, like they stacks on deck
Bad lil' bitch, I got her gassed up, yeah
She ain't got no nigga, she done passed up, yeah
She ain′t got nothing, she gotta patch up, baby, match up
Catch a vibe when I pass you, I overlap you, I′m on the side
With the real niggas and we kill niggas, .45
I might dash her 'cause I′m a rapper, but let it fly
Ayy-yeah-yeah-yeah, and you know I
I got a thing for you and you know why
I just looked up "Intro," brought in some vibes
I got some bad bitches fucking tonight
I wanna know your name, mane
I wanna know, I wanna know everything
Shorty, no, I don't wanna be your main thing
I wanna know, I wanna know everything
Ayy-yeah-yeah-yeah
Don′t call shorty back, gotta put her on the role call
Hit a dance with her friend and she go off
Baby, damn, you's a motherfucking show-off
Ayy-yeah-yeah-yeah
Baby, ayy-yeah
Oh, yeah-yeah, oh, yeah-ah
Yeah
Yeah, ayy-ayy
Ayy
I wanna know your name, mane
I wanna know, I wanna know everything
Shorty, no, I don′t wanna be your main thing
I wanna know, I wanna know everything
Ayy-yeah-yeah-yeah
Don't call shorty back, gotta put her on the role call
Hit a dance with her friend and she go off
Baby, damn, you′s a motherfucking show-off
Ayy-yeah-yeah-yeah, baby, ayy-yeah
Oh, yeah-yeah, oh, yeah-ah, yeah
Huh, alright, I get it
Look at my chain, you go blind for one second
Hoodie on like I'm KKK, DTB, you should know my name
And I put that on everything
I wanna see you throw that ass in circles, don't ever change
(Don′t wanna be your main man)
I wanna know what it is and what it ain′t, babe
I'm a cold-hearted nigga, I do sane things
No switch on the Glock, call it Plain Jane
VVS′s and I trust the real chain gang
Two best friends fucking, it's the same thing
I wanna know your name, mane
I wanna know, I wanna know everything
Shorty, no, I don′t wanna be your main thing
I wanna know, I wanna know everything
Ayy-yeah-yeah-yeah
Don't call shorty back, gotta put her on the role call
Hit a dance with her friend and she go off
Baby, damn, you′s a motherfucking show-off
Ayy-yeah-yeah-yeah, baby, ayy-yeah
Oh, yeah-yeah, oh, yeah-ah, yeah
I got cash on deck, Arab bitches, like they stacks on deck
Bad lil' bitch, I got her gassed up, yeah
She ain't got no nigga, she done passed up, yeah
She ain′t got nothing, she gotta patch up, baby, match up
Catch a vibe when I pass you, I overlap you, I′m on the side
With the real niggas and we kill niggas, .45
I might dash her 'cause I′m a rapper, but let it fly
Ayy-yeah-yeah-yeah, and you know I
I got a thing for you and you know why
I just looked up "Intro," brought in some vibes
I got some bad bitches fucking tonight
I wanna know your name, mane
I wanna know, I wanna know everything
Shorty, no, I don't wanna be your main thing
I wanna know, I wanna know everything
Ayy-yeah-yeah-yeah
Don′t call shorty back, gotta put her on the role call
Hit a dance with her friend and she go off
Baby, damn, you's a motherfucking show-off
Ayy-yeah-yeah-yeah
Baby, ayy-yeah
Oh, yeah-yeah, oh, yeah-ah
Yeah
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