Rich The Kid Calling My Line Lyrics

Who come trimmer than him
Hop out, chrome Timbs
Ball like above the rim
These niggas lil' shrimps
All these hoes, could uh been a pimp
All these racks now I walk with a limp
Cuffin' that hoe, boy you a simp
Got the new coupe with the tint
That's She blowing me up
She say you ain't doing enough
Can't get rid of me like hiccups
She like it when I call, pick up
Bitch blowing my line, f*ck
Hold on

I'm like a pretty boy, bad bitches on me
When I'm in town, everytime she call me
Rockstar bitch wanna ride like Harley
Rollling up opps to thе face like Marley
I got popstar bitchеs on the line
I got a bitch like Nia Long, so fine
I cannot chase you
Lil' bitch, I'm on the grind
On the way to a check
Can't waste my time
Keep blowing my line like Nextel
She ain't reach me 'Bout to send uh e-mail
And her boyfriend a shrimp like seashell
Gonna cop the Lancer with the V12
I be comin' so trim
Check the detail
And they boojee, they want yellowtail
I was counting racks, leave a voicemail
I done changed my number
(Hello)
Now the call failed
Bitch blowing my line, f*ck
Don't pay for the body
Back of the Maybach
I might take her to Poppy's
Why the f*ck she keep calling
I get a Maybach
I was just broke on the bitch, now I'm balling
All on the stage in Korea when she call me
Can't leave in the morning
Bitches calling way from Paris with a accent
Bought a Birkin, I ain't like her
I'm just that rich
Three hoes, on a jet going straight to Puerto Rico
On the phone, gotta keep it on the dee-lo
Trying to find this bitch like Nemo