EST Gee – CALL SPITTA (Lyrics & Video)

CALL SPITTA – EST Gee Lyrics

In another nigga town treatin' it like it's mine (Treatin' like it's mine)

Hit another nigga bitch, he took her back, they bond (They bond)

Niggas had called up Spitta and told me quit dissin' the 9 (The 9)

But I'ma hold my V's upside down until I die ('Til I, 'til I die)

Yeah, upside down 'til I'm finished (Until I'm done)

Them means I spent on looks for my brothers, not my image (Them I spent for my brothers)

Before I had a buzz, I got it in blood and had 'em spinnin' (Before I had a buzz)

Before I slid on blood, I slid on cuz and I got in it (Before I slid on blood)

Before I had a buzz, stood over cuz, I caught him slippin' (Before I stood over)

These niggas, they don't like me 'cause I'm icy, I got bitches (Ice, ice, ice, ice)

Put ice inside the trenches, put that pistol on a nigga (Ice, ice, ice)

Put knife inside a witness, it's my life inside these chickens (Ice, ice, ice)

My life in a bird (In a bird)

You know it's raw, fentanyl'll make your tongue burn (Make your tongue burn)

Y'all did it flawed when it's y'all's, now it's our turn (Now it's our turn)

Five hundred dollar, M and Y's, look like Converse (Now it's our turn)

That 5.56 go off, make your mom hurt (Now it's our turn)

Y'all did it flawed when it's y'all's, now it's our turn (Now it's our turn)

Five hundred dollar, M and Y's, look like Converse (Now it's our turn)

That 5.56 go off, make your mom hurt (Make your mom hurt)

Yeah, if Gotti need me, curried, I'm drivin' cocaine, music 11

My daddy couldn't understand how I made a hundred a brick of fetty

Been in the streets since '87, didn't make his legacy seem petty

My college bitch big brother tried to run off, you know I tripped him

Some boxes with my celly for some rumors of me tellin'

I'm like Ox off a belly, said no pussy'll never killed me

I drop hundreds, I drop fifties, thirties, tens, even fives

If I really weren't even fried, he would not be alive

Nigga, on God and all guys, nigga, your hood or mine?

I got real niggas that love spinnin', get money on the side

I know how to make a loud mouth broke niggas be quiet

On all beet diet for my members who done died

It's a must that I shine, plus I'm up, I ain't lyin'

In another nigga city right now puttin' it down

In another nigga bitch from the back, and she fine

And them niggas ain't do shit with the ball, now it's ours (Now it's our turn)

Y'all did it flawed when it's y'all's, now it's our turn (Now it's our turn)

Five hundred dollar, M and Y's, look like Converse (Now it's our turn)

That 5.56 go off, make your mom hurt (Now it's our turn)

Y'all did it flawed when it's y'all's, now it's our turn (Now it's our turn)

Five hundred dollar, M and Y's, look like Converse (Now it's our turn)

That 5.56 go off, make your mom hurt (Make your mom hurt)

In another nigga town treatin' it like it's mine

Hit another nigga bitch, he took her back, they bond

Niggas had called up Spitta and told me quit dissin' the 9

But I'ma hold my V's upside down until I die