Athletes - Calboy

I’d rather go if you ask me

I’m gonna go till

I’m in a foreign

We ran through the check like some athletes

No no no you can’t catch me

I had her smoking on black keef

I fell in love with this shit with a passion

Young nigga wild, we ran through the school

We toating pistols, I stick it and move

I told my nigga to get in the groove

They be like «Calboy, you writing your rules»

treat them like

Then we hop in the Phantom

I got the chopper to show you some tricks

When we be riding, we carieing tools

I ran it up, put some bands on the set

I’m making sure I got bread on my plate

Remember them days when we had

I’m making sure that

Mama had told me that I’m moving too fast

I told her «sorry, but I cannot wait»

I told her «I'm tryna see better days»

I told her «I'm tryna pay it away»

I told her «I want some cash»

I’m tryna get to a bag

I’m tryna make this shit last

I bought a foreign

I bought a foreign and ice

look at the price

Diamonds water, they nice

I got spikes

I’d rather go if you ask me

I’m gonna go till

I’m in a foreign

We ran through the check like some athletes

No no no you can’t catch me

I had her smoking on black keef

I fell in love with this shit with a passion

Feeling like Kobi, I ball like an athlete

Bitchs bow down to me like I’m your magisty

Hop on a jet, so the TSA, they cannot answer me

Get out the rain, hop in the foreign, living like Master P

Fucking your bitch with no sscrews attached

on the way

We on the road, and you know we getting payed

All of my bitches be shopping at Sax

Bitch you know I’m the one

Came in the club with a gun

All of these bitches, they swalloing cum

Bitch I’m the shit if you asking

I got some hittas in the backseat

Ran through the check like an athlete

Ran through the check like a trakmeat

Bitch I’m the shit like a pamper

Free all of my niggas locked up in the slammer

Walk in the party, they pull out the camera

I do this shit for my family

Back on the wall, they want me to ball, they know Imma ball

Back this shit up

I got a number, she think that I need her, but I never call

Came from the bottom, I went to the top, and I’m bringing my dogs

I’d rather go if you ask me

I’m gonna go till

I’m in a foreign

We ran through the check like some athletes

No no no you can’t catch me

I had her smoking on black keef

I fell in love with this shit with a passion