Kid Ink, Juliann Alexander - Missed Calls lyrics
[Kid Ink, Juliann Alexander - Missed Calls lyrics]
I know later on you gon' tell
Me I was outta line
Showed up late cause I know
I'm never outta time
Roll up, kill the blunt, commit another crime
With my middle finger up to the other side
It ain't motherfuckin' lit 'til we get inside
Tell your friends meet my
Friends and let's intertwine
Snapchat, baby girl ain't really into Vine
Keep on lookin' at me
Vertigo then I'mma hit recline
Throw it at me backwards
While I make this money acrobat it, back flip
Tryna give me hickeys I
Could smell your Chapstick
I swear all these bitches is assassins
If they ever get me
Only thing a nigga ask is
Please let me wear all my chains in my casket
Promise I'mma come back and
Visit you like Casper
If you ever need it baby
Call and I will answer
This ring-ringtone keep goin' off
I got a new phone
Checkin' all these missed calls
Everybody say they wanna live like a boss
But you don't really know how
Much this shit cost i might spend it up
I might save it up just to flip
Check my fuckin' phone
Look at all these calls I just missed
Check my fuckin' phone
Look at all these calls I just missed
Story of my life
Man I swear you could put it in writin', shit
I got a lot of commas in my bank account
But I need more
They like who the fuck is that when
I pull up in that foreign
I got too much sauce, I
Gotta drip when I walk, yeah
You niggas irrelevant, so unimportant
All of my bitches be rockin' designers
She so like where did you find her
She don't open up for me, she the headliner
Then I who you tryna flex on?
Bitch you know I'm
I'm the best in this city
I'm just bein' honest
If that nigga thread a mil, I
Put that on my daughter
He won't get his paper
You think the nigga a gangsta
That nigga really a fake one
She be dancin' all on me
Throwin' that there while I'm throwin' paper
I'mma do what I'm made for
She like papi hit me later
This ring-ringtone keep goin' off
I got a new phone
Checkin' all these mixed calls
Everybody say they wanna live like a boss
But you don't really know how
Much this shit cost i might spend it up
I might save it up just to flip
Check my fuckin' phone
Look at all these calls I just missed
Check my fuckin' phone
Look at all these calls I just missed
Story of my life
Man I swear you could put it in writin', shit
I might spend it up
I might save it up just to flip
Check my fuckin' phone
Look at all these calls I just missed
Check my fuckin' phone
Look at all these calls I just missed
Story of my life
Man I swear you could put it in writin', shit
Me I was outta line
Showed up late cause I know
I'm never outta time
Roll up, kill the blunt, commit another crime
With my middle finger up to the other side
It ain't motherfuckin' lit 'til we get inside
Tell your friends meet my
Friends and let's intertwine
Snapchat, baby girl ain't really into Vine
Keep on lookin' at me
Vertigo then I'mma hit recline
Throw it at me backwards
While I make this money acrobat it, back flip
Tryna give me hickeys I
Could smell your Chapstick
I swear all these bitches is assassins
If they ever get me
Only thing a nigga ask is
Please let me wear all my chains in my casket
Promise I'mma come back and
Visit you like Casper
If you ever need it baby
Call and I will answer
This ring-ringtone keep goin' off
I got a new phone
Checkin' all these missed calls
Everybody say they wanna live like a boss
But you don't really know how
Much this shit cost i might spend it up
I might save it up just to flip
Check my fuckin' phone
Look at all these calls I just missed
Check my fuckin' phone
Look at all these calls I just missed
Story of my life
Man I swear you could put it in writin', shit
I got a lot of commas in my bank account
But I need more
They like who the fuck is that when
I pull up in that foreign
I got too much sauce, I
Gotta drip when I walk, yeah
You niggas irrelevant, so unimportant
All of my bitches be rockin' designers
She so like where did you find her
She don't open up for me, she the headliner
Then I who you tryna flex on?
Bitch you know I'm
I'm the best in this city
I'm just bein' honest
If that nigga thread a mil, I
Put that on my daughter
He won't get his paper
You think the nigga a gangsta
That nigga really a fake one
She be dancin' all on me
Throwin' that there while I'm throwin' paper
I'mma do what I'm made for
She like papi hit me later
This ring-ringtone keep goin' off
I got a new phone
Checkin' all these mixed calls
Everybody say they wanna live like a boss
But you don't really know how
Much this shit cost i might spend it up
I might save it up just to flip
Check my fuckin' phone
Look at all these calls I just missed
Check my fuckin' phone
Look at all these calls I just missed
Story of my life
Man I swear you could put it in writin', shit
I might spend it up
I might save it up just to flip
Check my fuckin' phone
Look at all these calls I just missed
Check my fuckin' phone
Look at all these calls I just missed
Story of my life
Man I swear you could put it in writin', shit