Purple Calling Lyrics

Skii, skii

Rub my tan a little, touch it

Fucked up my hand a little, ahh

Off a Xan a little, bitch

I overplanned a little , shit

Fucked up my plans a little bit, just couldn't chance it with you

Had to give my man's a pistol

Whole time, be your man's a clip you

And I'm on that shit with whoever

That nigga lying he ain't toting Barrettas

Wish a opp nigga would, in this sweater

Got opps in the hood's I left

Too high, I done left my tech

Sip tris I fuck wit tech

A nigga bold but he ain't the best

He done told and ya niggas let him

Last gun I had came with a switch on it Iook like I had Tourette's

That nigga lying, he don't do drills, ya let him write drills in his raps

And I was so angry, I gave dem straps

Lord take me, take me back

I ain't have no bread I'm mixing jail calls

Two burners, I could go dumb when I hit the towns

They say I'm crazy like I ain't real life, but they just with me now

Them niggas left me in the past, like is ya with me now

I won't fraud to ya'll lately I ain't been drinking

I tried to flood all of emotion's wit a dancer

She said Chevy you don't ever understand me

And I be acting like I always got the answer's

And I ain't lying, I could hear them Perkys calling, percs

And I ain't lying, I could hear that Purple calling, purple

I ain't lying, and I could hear them Perkys calling, percs

I ain't lying, and I could hear that Purple calling, purple

Niggas they be changing on they brothers life a mess, ouu ouu

Them niggas be always dying too

And whenever they get shot them niggas be crying too

Just being 3100, Ima be honest with you

Like fuck it bro, I'm mad that nigga died too

Fuck he mean we sliding and he ain't gone slide too

If you sliding for me and bussing, nigga I'm sliding for you

Talk to my bro its like he couldn't hear

Waited on them niggas, man of the year

One time I fucked up with my mind

I ain't even gone lie l couldn't feel

Put that on my mom, on my siblings

Put that on my uncle, and my poppa

Put that on my auntie and cousins

Put that on my bro on my guys

And I put that ona, Ugh

When I pull up better slide like

Them niggas coming you better slide though

Them niggas coming better slide though

Rub my tan a little, touch it

Fucked up my hand a little, ahh

Off a xan a little, bitch

I overplanned a little , shit

Fucked up my plans a little bit, just couldn't chance it witchu

Had to give my man's a pistol

Whole time, be your man's a clip you

And I'm on that shit with whoever

That nigga lying he ain't toting Barrettas

Wish a opp nigga would, in this sweater

Got opp's in the hood's I left

Too high, I done left my tech

Sip tris', I fuck with tech

A nigga bold but he ain't the best

He done told and ya niggas let him