Callin VampViolence

Phone ringin, it’s prolly your bitty callin
Phone ringin, it’s prolly your bitty callin
Phone ringin, it’s prolly your bitty callin
Phone ringin, it’s prolly your bitty calli-


Everyone is dead


Phone ringin, it’s prolly your bitty callin
Slappin G’s, bitch, you know that I’m ballin
[?] but bitch I’m never fallin
Cartiers, I wear these glasses often
Rockstar [?], I just got it, brand new
Ridin with them bricks and them sticks, pull up and serve you
Yo bitch house the next addy in the navi, what you finna do?
[?] really fire as a bitch and the lense is blue
Bussin off the pills in the crib, recordin in the stu
What the fuck a single line of lean, bro I’m pourin two
Got ‘em fat Balenciaga tracks [?], the fuck is Jimmy Choo?
Nigga make me mad, I pull up with that fully, Ima let it loose
[?] on the chop so I could smack niggas down with this
.556 snatch a nigga soul from him, leave him powerless
I’m on that timing, snatch a nigga watch from him, leave him hourless
Damn, 60 round drum on the ARP
Damn, if you approach me [?], better come in peace
Damn, I’m wearin 60 pairs of buffs, they like a band a piece
Damn, give a fuck about yo whip, man I’ll shoot up that lease