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Callgirl - No Ls (feat. Laylo) Lyrics



Callgirl - No Ls (feat. Laylo) Lyrics




Uh, no Ls no Ls
No Ls no Ls
You left me no option
I'mma do this shit myself
No Ls no Ls
No Ls no Ls
Man I wish you the best, I got no regrets
I'll see you in hell

Yeah

Yo, I ain't tryna be the face of ad campaigns
F*ck the status symbols, f*ck designer names
Yeah, I hate both the players and the f*cking game
Bitch, I'mma chase this money, motherf*ck the fame

Yeah, as soon as that ball dropped
I hit that come-up
Last year I coulda died
I'm glad I paid up all my karma
Man, I was droppin' heat while I was laid up
Now I'm out of bed, it's time I got my motherf*ckin' plays up

Uh, no Ls no Ls
No Ls no Ls
You left me no option
I'mma do this shit myself
No Ls no Ls
No Ls no Ls
Man I wish you the best, I got no regrets
I'll see you in hell

Hit it three times, I said motherf*ck the peace sign
Pack my shit today, I'm headed for the coastline
F*ckin' up the Boulevard, we ride around in dope boy whips
Pull up in that Hemi just to shit on your Mercedes-Benz
I wish you the best, I got no regrets, I'll see you in hell
Gucci my t-shirt, Jumpman my feet, Saint-Laurent smell
I wish you the best, I got no regrets, I'll see you in hell
Gucci my t-shirt, Jumpman my feet, Saint-Laurent smell

And f*ck up chasin' clout, that don't mean shit to me
Yeah, I got bills to pay and f*cking mouths to feed
(Yeah, gon' be none of that dumb shit)
(Yeah I'm tryna get dumb rich)
(So just give me dome, bitch)
And I'm not tryna party in the hills with some f*ckin' celebrity
Tryna land in Forbes before I finish out my 20s
(Yeah, it's real "f*ck you, pay me" hours 'til I'm wealthy)

Uh, no Ls no Ls
No Ls no Ls
You left me no option
I'mma do this shit myself
No Ls no Ls
No Ls no Ls
Man I wish you the best, I got no regrets
I'll see you in hell

(Man I wish you the best, I got no regrets)
(I'll see you in hell)
(I wish you the best, I got no regrets)
(I'll see you in hell)
Uh, no Ls no Ls
No Ls, no Ls
(Man I wish you the best, I got no regrets)
(I'll see you in hell)
Uh, no Ls no Ls
No Ls, no Ls
(I wish you the best, I got no regrets)
(I'll see you in hell)
Uh, no Ls no Ls
No Ls, no Ls
(Man I wish you the best, I got no regrets)
(I'll see you in hell)
Uh, no Ls no Ls
No Ls, no Ls
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Uh, no Ls no Ls
No Ls no Ls
You left me no option
I'mma do this shit myself
No Ls no Ls
No Ls no Ls
Man I wish you the best, I got no regrets
I'll see you in hell

Yeah

Yo, I ain't tryna be the face of ad campaigns
F*ck the status symbols, f*ck designer names
Yeah, I hate both the players and the f*cking game
Bitch, I'mma chase this money, motherf*ck the fame

Yeah, as soon as that ball dropped
I hit that come-up
Last year I coulda died
I'm glad I paid up all my karma
Man, I was droppin' heat while I was laid up
Now I'm out of bed, it's time I got my motherf*ckin' plays up

Uh, no Ls no Ls
No Ls no Ls
You left me no option
I'mma do this shit myself
No Ls no Ls
No Ls no Ls
Man I wish you the best, I got no regrets
I'll see you in hell

Hit it three times, I said motherf*ck the peace sign
Pack my shit today, I'm headed for the coastline
F*ckin' up the Boulevard, we ride around in dope boy whips
Pull up in that Hemi just to shit on your Mercedes-Benz
I wish you the best, I got no regrets, I'll see you in hell
Gucci my t-shirt, Jumpman my feet, Saint-Laurent smell
I wish you the best, I got no regrets, I'll see you in hell
Gucci my t-shirt, Jumpman my feet, Saint-Laurent smell

And f*ck up chasin' clout, that don't mean shit to me
Yeah, I got bills to pay and f*cking mouths to feed
(Yeah, gon' be none of that dumb shit)
(Yeah I'm tryna get dumb rich)
(So just give me dome, bitch)
And I'm not tryna party in the hills with some f*ckin' celebrity
Tryna land in Forbes before I finish out my 20s
(Yeah, it's real "f*ck you, pay me" hours 'til I'm wealthy)

Uh, no Ls no Ls
No Ls no Ls
You left me no option
I'mma do this shit myself
No Ls no Ls
No Ls no Ls
Man I wish you the best, I got no regrets
I'll see you in hell

(Man I wish you the best, I got no regrets)
(I'll see you in hell)
(I wish you the best, I got no regrets)
(I'll see you in hell)
Uh, no Ls no Ls
No Ls, no Ls
(Man I wish you the best, I got no regrets)
(I'll see you in hell)
Uh, no Ls no Ls
No Ls, no Ls
(I wish you the best, I got no regrets)
(I'll see you in hell)
Uh, no Ls no Ls
No Ls, no Ls
(Man I wish you the best, I got no regrets)
(I'll see you in hell)
Uh, no Ls no Ls
No Ls, no Ls
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Writer: Austin Ingle, Nicholas Taylor
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Callgirl
Length: 3:15
Written by: Austin Ingle, Nicholas Taylor

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