911

[Hook]
Somebody call 911
Cuz’ I feel like I’m finna catch a body
Somebody call 911
Cuz’ I feel like I’m finna catch a body
I don’t wanna go
I don’t wanna go
I don’t wanna go back there no more

[Verse 1]
Text messages to my ex like what you doing and who you wit
Can I come over and kick it witcha for a lil bit, okay
Ain’t pose to be chillin I know we both needed some space
I said I’m finna hop in the whip and be on the way
We get to laughing and chatting bout memories, they good
Then of course the conversation come up about what we doing
And who she screwing, and who that nigga under her pics
I know she finna lie, I ain’t tryna hear dat shit
Leavе from her crib, look at my phone and it’s some nasty pics
I bust a U-turn, swеar to God I’m finna hit this bitch
Can’t stand her, but something about her make me wanna go back and slam her
Choke hold, legs up screaming

[Hook]
Somebody call 911
Cuz’ I feel like I’m finna catch a body
Somebody call 911
Cuz’ I feel like I’m finna catch a body
I don’t wanna go
I don’t wanna go
I don’t wanna go back there no more

[Verse 2]
Speeding down the street mad as hell cop pull me over
He acting real aggressive and swearing he smell a odor
I tell him it’s a blunt in the ashtray let me go
He screaming bout a license and registration and more
Ask me to step out the whip, then tell me that I’m resisting
How the fuck I’m resisting and my left arm ain’t got no feeling
You holding it tight, but swear that I’m wrong and you right
But I’m wrong if I snatch that gun out yo waist and take yo life
You don’t go home to yo wife, like them niggas that you kill
That’s when shit get real, so please just let me go, cuz’ I ain’t tryna be another fucking statistic
Should stayed at her house longer and just listened, but I refuse to be another killer cop victim

[Hook]
Somebody call 911
Cuz’ I feel like I’m finna catch a body
Somebody call 911
Cuz’ I feel like I’m finna catch a body
I don’t wanna go
I don’t wanna go
I don’t wanna go back there no more