Playboi Carti - Dem Callin' lyrics

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Playboi Carti - Dem Callin' lyrics

[Intro: Playboi Carti] Oh my God, Ramriddlz and Cash Carti What the f** is she talkin' about, n***a? It's Cash Carti, n***a, I spend bands on err' [Verse 1: Playboi Carti] Damn my life the sh**, damn your life a b**h Hoe, that's not your b**h, yeah, swear she be on dick, yeah She be with the sh**s, yeah, they be with the sh**s, yeah All these hoes up in my trap, man I just take a pic, yeah Ballin' like my middle name Spalding She know I'm ballin', that's why all these hoes callin' They just wanna f** me for my cash, f** me for my racks Bend the b**h back, she gon' give me that I'm in Toronto f**in' b**hes I just met b**hes I just met, aye, we blowin' gas Blowin' dank Cali, bought my hoe some Bally Only shrimp and salad, only 'bout that salad [Hook: Ramriddlz] I don't know what you see in me I'm too slumped off this lean and green That's why I got b**hes callin' That's why I got b**hes callin' I don't know what you see in me I'm too drunk off this Hennessy That's why all them b**hes callin' That's why I got your b**h callin' [Verse 2: Ramriddlz] She callin' my phone Give me FaceTime, no iPhone Wrap around my python f** me with the lights on, to my song Rum-b-b-bum all night long You be playin' games too much See me, I don't say too much Good weed and I'm satisfied And I'm high and I'm satisfied Call me like ring ring Devil of a ting on my ding-ling Rub on the thong-thong-thong She love me long-long-long Holy hell, babes just wanna Ramriddlz and chill Give her holy wood in hell Give her hell in the city of angels Eating good, call me Uncle Phil She catch a still, and now she catchin' feels Poppin' pills for the way it feels Beat the box up like ding ding ding Then it's bye bye bye like NSYNC [Hook: Ramriddlz] I don't know what you see in me I'm too slumped off this lean and green That's why I got b**hes callin' That's why I got b**hes callin' I don't know what you see in me I'm too drunk off this Hennessy That's why all them b**hes callin' That's why all them b**hes callin' [Verse 3: Ramriddlz] Every time I pick a fit, she just take a pic Every time I'm off the 5th I just dick a b**h I'm in ATL, cuttin' peaches I just picked Everyting halal so no pepperoni nips I got a Guata-thotta-malan callin' Guacamole, jalapeño body She just wanna party with Riddlz and Carti Said her name's Sally, say she from the Valley We breakin' backs, break her back in Cali [Hook: Ramriddlz] I don't know what you see in me But I'm crushin' on that punani That's why I got b**hes callin' That's why I got b**hes callin' I don't know what you see in me But I'm crushin' on that punani That's why all them b**hes callin' That's why I got your b**h callin'

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