5 Missed Calls Lyrics

(I'll show you the art of war)

Aye

Uhh, uhh

Aye

Five missed calls from my momma, she know what I'm on

Even lil bro called and I left it alone

She left a message on my phone and said I'm fuckin' up

Like I don't think about Imma address all this shit wit' my son

My momma think I'm on the run

My momma know I'm livin' wrong, she pray for my soul

Poppa say them streets cold, better keep a pole

I'm ttg

However this shit go, I'm on go

I wrote it down

I wasn't feelin' it

I had to touch that shit up

I be trippin' up off that booster pack when I'm fuckin' shit up (ay)

These the ways I learned from (ay) I ain't learn it from none

You back door snaked for what?

Fuck you thought that shit was?

Ask that nigga what happened really

Quit making shit up

See me with that fin, better kill me, no sparing a shark

Bullets hit 'em in the Chrome Hearts and tear 'em apart

Say you wit' that shit, you don't never come play after dark

Heard you got a AR but that shit never spark

I'm tryin' not to seek death in most of my bars

I keep writin' but the lines keep runnin' out

Aye

Told you I don't even want that bitch, it can't fit in her mouth

I said, I ain't even want the (ahh) I was playin' around

Told her roll my Backwoods and full it wit' loud

If the bitch bring me cheese, I get her a G

This a one night thing, I come and I leave

She chose me

She don't want no bum nigga

Late nights fuckin' wit' the pimps and drug dealers

The bitch chose me, she don't want no bum nigga

Late night (uhh)

Late night (ahh)

Late night (uhh)

Late night (uhh)

Late night fuckin' wit' the pimps and drug dealers

Late night fuckin' wit' the (pimps and drugs dealers)

I said, late night fuckin' wit' the

(Uhh-uhh-uhh)

Late night (ah) late night

Late night fuckin' wit' the pimps and drug dealers

Late nights fuckin' wit' the pimps and drug dealers (uhh)

Aye, aye

The bitch chose me

She don't want no bum nigga

Late nights fuckin' wit' the pimps and drug dealers

Bitch chose me, she don't want no bum nigga

Late nights fuckin' wit' the

Aye, aye

Bitch chose me

She don't want no bum nigga

Late nights fuckin' wit' the pimps and drug dealers

I ain't worried 'bout her, you can get yo pimp on

I just need a lil Henny' water to sip on