Don’t Call Phone

[Hook: D Real]
Not really into making friends
I rather just jugg with Ben
Yo bitch keep on choosing
I'm a fuck her and her friends
But listen..

Don't call my phone if you not copping
Don't call my if we not rockin'
Don't call my phone looking for somebody
Don't call my if you not about it.. Ya hear me?

[Verse 1: D Real]
This money I'm stacking, yo hoe I be fucking
Them niggas not bout it
Them niggas be tuckin'
I'm flipping these packs; turn nothing to something
I'm in yo bitch and she tell me she love me
Got to kick her out I can't deal with her
Can't even get a damn meal out of her
Can't cook can't clean I can't feel for ya
Got to watch for your homie's they'll hate on ya
I be really in the streets I be juggin' in the streets
Got a nigga in the east come two times a week
I'm a serve the shit to you he goin' front the pack to me
I'm a run this shit up I'm a get my money
By any motherfuckin' means
Any motherfuckin' way
I'm holding on my fuckin' K
Put yo ass beneath my waist
Gold around my neck with a wife beater on
If the lil nigga want it, I'll put his ass on
I be serving to my school; got my teachers hooked on
Got this bad lil jawn, lil jawn I might bone
I'm a take her ass home I'm a blow a lil strong
I'm a put it in her gut make her feel it in the morning
And the bitch only call when the bitch really horny
Hate the bitch got pregnant now the whole hood on Maury

[Hook: D Real]
Not really into making friends
I rather just jugg with Ben
Yo bitch keep on choosing
I'm a fuck her and her friends
But listen..

Don't call my phone if you not copping
Don't call my if we not rockin'
Don't call my phone looking for somebody
Don't call my if you not about it.. Ya hear me?

[Verse 2: D Real]
Fuck nigga just get up out of my face
The shit that I do, I know you can't relate
The shit that I smoke I know you can not face
I'm always in first so don't ask me my place
All about this bread that's why these pigeons keep flying
I'm all about these guns that's why these niggas keep dying
The eye of the tiger and the heart of a Lion
I'm a man of my word so nigga keep tryin'
Bitches be out here doing the most
Fucking yo nigga; they lying on the low
Can't put my trust in one single soul
These bitches hold grudges, I let that shit go
On to the next one roll up another one
Mind gone mind blown stick to my schedule
Shop with me if you niggas want that better dope
Whipping up the recipe, yeah I got the antidope
Back on my old shit on some cutthroat shit
Kill any nigga if he talking on that hoe shit
Never been a hoe bitch catch you after work bitch
Lay shit down I ain't talking about plumbing
Flipping and zipping my flow
I'm selling these pounds for the low
I come and kick down yo door
Won't play with my money no more

[Hook: D Real]
Not really into making friends
I rather just jugg with Ben
Yo bitch keep on choosing
I'm a fuck her and her friends
But listen..

Don't call my phone if you not copping
Don't call my if we not rockin'
Don't call my phone looking for somebody
Don't call my if you not about it.. Ya hear me?