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jon cuenco - don't call me lyrics

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don’t call me baby
stupid ass b+tch tryna get me
switchin’ on these lanes
got no time for all your games
hundred bands all in my brain yeah
don’t call me baby no (just don’t)
go catch me in the hills
swear don’t trip on me forreal
i might pull up with the glock
got no time for all your sh+t nah nah

no time for all your games
block your number won’t complain
catch me stuntin’ with the gang nah nah
no time for all your games
block your number won’t complain
catch me rollin’ with the gang nah nah

she just wanna know where the molly at right now
i just wanna know if she bad enough to take it down
i might hit from the front but for now from the back
let me know if you bad enough consider it right now

drape her on the saint laurent
ice on wrist make her go wet
flexin’ on these b+tches
this a superstar go hype the check

ballin’ on these haters like they give it
rep the set
new chains everyday
driveway like a runway

with the bands on the floor
like issa vault on broad day
imma shoot it at the op
b+tch you can’t have my plate
lmma have it my way
now i’m takin this to my grave
give her that balmain
now she want it three way

don’t call me baby
stupid ass b+tch tryna get me
switchin’ on these lanes
got no time for all your games
hundred bands all in my brain yeah

pop the xan get some more
every time i’m in the zone
i can’t help but think bout ya
pop the xan get some more
every time i’m in the zone
i can’t help but think bout ya

faded on this molly
got me seeing all these visions
got me thinking that
you don’t belong to him
you belong to the streets yeah



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