Текст песни
I don't care who it is
I'll take it to the masses
Go around run it and I'm getting all my laps in
You work in the city
You still waiting on the taxi's
See me on the street
Make you panic in the backseat
Who ya gonna call
Who ya gonna call
You're my biggest fan
See me in the hall
I don't wanna play stay ready for the fall
Look in my way bitch
Who ya gonna call
I ain't headed to the back
That's where your ass at
I get a bad feeling
Kick 'em to the curb real fast
I'm in this room cause I earned it with no ego attached
Get all these fans hype
That you still don't have like
Don't
Hear nothing like this no more
Here nothing like this oh
Said he wanna take it slow but my baby got blood on the ceiling
No time for the fake love
I don't care who it is
I'll take it to the masses
Go around run it and I'm getting all my laps in
You work in the city
You still waiting on the taxi's
See me on the street
Make you panic in the backseat
Who ya gonna call
Who ya gonna call
You're my biggest fan
See me in the hall
I don't wanna play stay ready for the fall
Look in my way bitch
Who ya gonna call
Who ya gonna call bitch
Who ya gonna call
Shayla
Shayla
It's phoenixx on the line so tell your opps
You'll call em later
Hey wait
Hey God wait
Is that you
Because we both can't have the power no control
Okay that's all you
Hey wait
Hey Shayla wait
Is that you because the two of us together on the track that's too cool like
I'm the bic and you're the spliff
It means we're burning on the hit