Call Teisha

I'ma test this out like click 'em yeah

Now keep in mind that I'm an artist

And I'm sensitive about my shit

So y'all get nice about it, alright

Hey DJ Squeaky, what you had in mind

It's that 2 Chainz shit y'all

Hey Phil, you just gon' lay around all day?

Bitch, bitch-bitch, bitch-bitch (bitch)

Shawty you ain't actin' right, you need to pack ya shit (yeah)

Talkin' bout call Tyrone, you need to call Teisha (Teisha)

No more shoppin' sprees, I'm smokin' fy reefa

I say bitch, bitch-bitch, bitch-bitch (bitch)

Shawty you ain't actin' right, you need to pack ya shit (yeah)

Talkin' 'bout call Tyrone, you need to call Teisha (yeah)

No more shoppin' sprees, I'm smokin' fy reefa

Okay

I'm higher than a parachute and a pair of eagles (eagles)

I might paralyze ya, I'ma need a paralegal (dang)

And I ain't fantasizing when I mingle with the women

I'll take you and her, now I got a pair of singles (singles)

Then I cut 'em up (up) like a pair of scissors (scissors)

Hit 'em with that batman and hang from the ceiling (hang from the ceiling)

Suicide doors (doors) hang from the Bentley (Bentley)

Nobody had to die, but I made me a killin' (bah-bah-bah)

Big wheel whippin' (bah)

Bitch still chillin' (bah)

What more can I say? I'm dealin'

Get dough with Dilllan (yeah)

You know what it is (okay)

Bitch don't act right, I'm puttin' her out of the crib (yeah)

Bitch, bitch-bitch, bitch-bitch (bitch)

Shawty you ain't actin' right, you need to pack ya shit (yeah)

Talkin' bout call Tyrone, you need to call Teisha (Teisha)

No more shoppin' sprees, I'm smokin' fy reefa (yeah)

I say bitch, bitch-bitch, bitch-bitch (bitch)

Shawty you ain't actin' right, you need to pack ya shit (yeah)

Talkin' 'bout call Tyrone, you need to call Teisha (Teisha)

No more shoppin' sprees, I'm smokin' fy reefa

Yeah, I say

Baby, this is Kush, and it cost me 600

I know you can't afford it, you just got a big onion (onion)

And your head fire (I hear)

You a red girl (red)

Shawty you a nut (nut)

Bitch, I'm a squirrel, ay

Niggas know me (me)

They know my pedigree

I'm a big dawg, you better flee

No more shoppin' sprees to and from Miami

And without me, you can't even get in club Miami (damn)

I doubt it

My whole crew 'bout it ('bout it)

Hotel room, you see my chain from the lobby (lobby)

Charm so heavy like my motherfuckin' wallet (wallet)

Talk shit in my car, pull the bitch out it

Tell the bitch Audi (yeah)

Bitch, bitch-bitch, bitch-bitch (bitch)

Shawty you ain't actin' right, you need to pack ya shit (yeah)

Talkin' bout call Tyrone, you need to call Teisha (Teisha)

No more shoppin' sprees, I'm smokin' fy reefa

I say bitch, bitch-bitch, bitch-bitch (bitch)

Shawty you ain't actin' right, you need to pack ya shit (yeah)

Talkin' 'bout call Tyrone, you need to call Teisha (Teisha)

No more shoppin' sprees, I'm smokin' fy reefa

But you can use my phone