Lyrics Night Calls - Brizz632 feat. KingstoneZA

When the night call boy we gonna show up
But when the 80's call boy we gonna go off
I been outside boy im triipin on a sofa
With the chain around my wrist you'd swear im locked up

When the night call boy we gonna show up
But when the 80's call boy we gonna go off
I been outside boy im triipin on a sofa
With the chain around my neck you'd swear im locked up

I got a cake, she want a piece
I told her you got it
Right by your thighs
She told me fuseg
And i told her is cool
She doesn't know that i trap
She doesn't know this my song

I got a problem right by my door
My dealer dont wanna bring me no weed
Oh shit nah hey, i dont smoke no weed
Je like louis big fucken xvi
I be 14, shit getting Trippie but ain getting no Red
Run up on yo gang yall looking like fools

Im finna go Scooby ain none you gon Doo
You cant fit in my shoes, it be on 6
But i put 32, that's 632
It be back then and they want me at half past one
But i pulled up at half past two

When the night call boy we gonna show up
But when the 80's call boy we gonna go off
I been outside boy im triipin on a sofa
With the chain around my wrist you'd swear im locked up

When the night call boy we gonna show up
But when the 80's call boy we gonna go off
I been outside boy im triipin on a sofa
With the chain around my neck you'd swear im locked up

I got a cake, she want a piece
I told her you got it
Right by your thighs
She told me fuseg
And i told her is cool
She doesn't know that i trap
She doesn't know this my song

Im back to where i belong, these bitches cant leave me alone
Stonnie a God you know when im in my zone
Lil shawdy be calling my phone
Late night with a bad bitch in a coupe with no doors
Straight to the Tel', sex on the floor
I kiss and i tell, you know that I'm on

This energy that i got its electric!
And i aint ready to fight with no toxic niggas
They really like to talk shit
And i aint gon stop till i see six figures
Alla my niggas they gon be like Pimp Tippers
All of my bitches dont wear filla
When the night call we only want gold diggers

When the night call boy we gonna show up
But when the 80's call boy we gonna go off
I been outside boy im triipin on a sofa
With the chain around my wrist you'd swear im locked up

When the night call boy we gonna show up
But when the 80's call boy we gonna go off
I been outside boy im triipin on a sofa
With the chain around my neck you'd swear im locked up

I got a cake, she want a piece
I told her you got it
Right by your thighs
She told me fuseg
And i told her is cool
She doesn't know that i trap
She doesn't know this my song