paroles de chanson Area Codes (850 Remix) [feat. Luh Tyler] - Kali

Yeah, yeah (28Shit)
Kali
You know I love me a motherfuckin' trick (yeah)

Got a white boy on my roster
He be feeding me pasta and lobster
He just hit me up on Tuesday like, "What you doing bae, let me take you shoppin'" (brr)
I told him, "Well, I'm a little busy" (damn)
He said, "Damn, I'm in your city (fuck)
But anyway, it's okay, hope you have a good day
I'ma send you 'bout eight fifty" (ooh)

Then I told him, "You treat me so well"
He said, "CashApp or Zelle? (Ching)
Matter of fact, scratch that, I'ma send you a stack just 'cause you fine as hell"
And I told him, "Well, thank you baby" (thank you)
"Anything for my favorite lady" (ooh)
Well, I gotta go, they just let me know that I could pick up my Mercedes (skrrt)

I got hoes (might just be your nigga)
In different area codes (he know what's up)
Everywhere I go (every time I pop out)
I call and they drop the lo' (come drop that fuckin' location)
'Cause I got hoes (might just be your bitch)
In different area codes (she know what's up)
Some of 'em bros (could be your daddy)
And I'm big pimpin' 'cause they know (they know what's up)
(These bitches know, nigga)

They like damn, how you do it like that?
I just keep running the racks, I ain't cuffin' on that
Yo' lil' bitch, don't know how to act
Got a bitch running every time that I beat from the back
And nigga, you know that that's facts (yeah)
Anytime I'm on the beat drop, heat on the track (on God, nigga)
These niggas ain't havin' no racks
Heard he went broke on a bitch, yeah, that nigga went flat

Yeah nigga, you know how it go
Take a nigga bitch, and I put her straight on her knees
You know I ain't chasing no hoe
I just keep doggin' these bitches like they on a leash
I know that bitch fucked all the bros
I just be playing my part, I be keepin it P
Got so many hoes over here
Hoes over there
And I got hoes overseas

I got hoes (might just be your nigga)
In different area codes (he know what's up)
Everywhere I go (every time I pop out)
I call and they drop the lo' (come drop that fuckin' location)
'Cause I got hoes (might just be your bitch)
In different area codes (she know what's up)
Some of 'em bros (could be your daddy)
And I'm big pimpin' 'cause they know (they know what's up)

Bitches know I'm pushin' heavy P, nigga, I be pimpin' (yeah, I be pimpin')
You might catch me chasin' cheese but you won't catch me simpin' (won't catch me simpin')
I got so much racks stuffed in my jeans, this shit done got me limpin' (shit got me limpin')
Ever since they put me on that mic, ain't been broke in a minute

I ain't even have to throw no racks, she let me jump right in it
And my brodie he love flippin' packs, you think that boy a gymnast (that boy a gymnast)
Nigga mad 'cause I done took his hoe, she want me in her kidneys
Somebody tell these niggas go touch they nose, they always in my business