Hello (feat. Yeat)

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(Karegi, haha)
 Yeah, somebody keep calling my phone
 Yeah, hello, hello, hello, hello, hello, hello (Hello)
 Who keep on calling my, phone
 Same number keep on calling me
 Yeah, I told that girl to leave me alone
 Get in that truck and get gone
 Block that bitch off of my, phone
 That bitch keep calling my, phone
 Told her to leave me alone
 Five-hundred thousand dollar, cologne (Uh-huh)
 She told me to pull up and hell yeah (Swerve)
 I'm finna beat it all night
 I got the bread in the back of the whip
 Put the X on my hip so I hit it all night
 I might hit the swerve on the bitch
 Or I might hit the pull up (Might hit the pull up)
 I'm in the gym with my money, this bitch doin' pull-ups (Yeah)
 Kicked all the damn bad things about the yeah, shoulda coulda woulda
 Yeah bitch, I be high with the guys I kick it with Buddha
 Oh yeah, that just remind me, I'm finna bootup
 I might take her to Cha-nay-nay, or I might take a Chuppa
 They don't really be geeked like us
 (No way), they don't really be running it up
 They don't really do nothing at all (Uh),
 But they always just wan' be involved (Fuck 'em)
 Made a whole new wave, yeah WAV (Yeah, let's go)
 Bitch give me head, bitch give me Bop-It (Let's go)
 Yeah, and she drank all my kids, she swallow
 Bitch I be high with the guys, it is what it is, my name in the Bible
 Yeah, hello, hello, hello, hello, hello, hello
 Who keep on calling my, phone
 Same number keep on calling me
 Yeah, I told that girl to leave me alone
 Get in that truck and get gone
 Block that bitch off of my, phone
 That bitch keep calling my, phone
 Told her to leave me alone (Yeah, yeah)
 Five-hundred thousand dollar, cologne (Uh-huh)
 She told me to pull up and hell yeah
 I'm finna beat it all night
 I got the bread in the back of the whip
 Put the X on my hip so I hit it all night
 (Yeah) We started that brand new wave
 This shit I done put out, finna go to LA
 Can't even top up the money I made (Shh)
 Finna put that shit out in they face
 Shooter on payroll, that boy getting paid
 The X just be calling my phone everyday
 Pull up on yo thotty, get ate
 That pussy boy used to be hate (Pussy)
 Hello, why that bih' calling my phone (My phone)
 The X and that perc got be gone (Gone)
 They steady be jockin' our flow (My flow)
 That bitch let me jerk in her throat
 I just be laughing (Ha-ha-ha)
 The opps done turned to a joke
 Bitch we gone pop out at every show
 (Let's go) Yeah, hello, hello, hello, hello, hello, hello
 Who keep on calling my, phone
 Same number keep on calling me
 Yeah, I told that girl to leave me alone
 Get in that truck and get gone
 Block that bitch off of my, phone
 That bitch keep calling my, phone
 Told her to leave me alone (Yeah, yeah)
 Five-hundred thousand dollar, cologne (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
 She told me to pull up and hell yeah
 I'm finna beat it all night
 I got the bread in the back of the whip
 Put the X on my hip so I hit it all night
 I might hit the swerve on the bitch or I might hit the pull up
 Yeah, hello (Hello), hello (Hello), hello (Hello),
 Hello (Hello),
 Hello (Hello), hello (Hello, hello, hello)
 

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Duration
02:58
Key
6
Tempo
140 BPM

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