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I don't really wanna call you
On your trap phone
Tell me where to go
I don't really wanna call you
On your trap phone
Tell me where to go
I don't really wanna call you
On your trap phone
Tell me where to go
I don't really wanna call you
On your trap phone
Tell me where to go
Wait
I'm tripping out on sin
I'm never calling him
I'm letting Satan in
I'll let him know
I'll let him know
Wait
I'm trying to dispense
I'm living in suspense
Just fill my cup again
I'll drink it up
I'll drink it up
I don't really wanna call you
On your trap phone
Tell me where to go
I don't really wanna call you
On your trap phone
Tell me where to go
I don't really wanna call you
On your trap phone
Tell me where to go
I don't really wanna call you
On your trap phone
Tell me where to go
Tonight
You're gonna drink, gonna drink away now
Is the nudes of gods we made now
Empty pots of clay we made now?
Everyday we sing
Pyramids on my focused eye
Third eye blinding out the sight
I am, I'm the one in line
Take the pic
Delete the pic
I don't really wanna call you
On your trap phone
Tell me where to go
I don't really wanna call you
On your trap phone
Tell me where to go
I don't really wanna call you
On your trap phone
Tell me where to go
I don't really wanna call you
On your trap phone
Tell me where to go
I don't wanna call you no more
I don't wanna call you no more
I don't wanna call you no more