16 Missed Calls Brent Faiyaz Lyrics


16 Missed Calls Brent Faiyaz Lyrics. Sixteen missed calls Sorry, I was busy, but I missed you (Miss me when I call) You see me ballin’ in my [?] All my ni^^as ballin’ like I’m Rich Paul Skrrt off in the Audi (Whip), I’ma lift up (Whip, whip) All you bi^^hes do pilates when you rich, dawg.

16 Missed Calls Brent Faiyaz Lyrics

It’s a lot of hoes in here, lot of lost soulsWhole group of dime bi^^hes and they in VogueTryna find me a bi^^h that no one knowsI’m tryna find me a bi^^h that no one knowsYou see that bi^^h right there, she f^^ked OVOYou see that bi^^h right there, she f^^ked RomeoTryna find me a bi^^h that no one knowsI’m tryna find me a bi^^h that no one knows

Jumpin’ out the coupePullin’ out smoothI’m not afraid to loseI’ll put you on the newsTi^^ies on the FaceTime, let ’em outBlock him, erase him, let me knowShawty hop in that Bentayga, it’s time to goWhen I put you in the latest, make sure he know

I’m quick to book a flight, I’m not new to the gameThat pu^^y gettin’ tame, go public on the lamesI bought it, say that name, Alexander McQ-Q-Q-QueenRolex, woah, arm on frozeTip my toesIt’s hot out here, I’ve hit my lowsYour leverage in the backYour best friend was trash, trash, trashGet gone like The Flash, Flash, FlashLet’s add and subtract, mathI see that you look at these VV-VVsLet’s get you a piece for me

I know that you k^^s and tellWho’s someone that we can tell?You need a real ni^^a in your lifeI come in like a thief in the nightTwo phones, I’m the stereotypeMama know me, I’m picky who I likeThere’s not a fake bi^^h in sightCome in like a thief in the night(Hold up, where my phone?)

Sixteen missed callsSorry, I was busy, but I missed you (Miss me when I call)You see me ballin’ in my [?]All my ni^^as ballin’ like I’m Rich PaulSkrrt off in the Audi (Whip), I’ma lift up (Whip, whip)All you bi^^hes do pilates when you rich, dawgSo if she can’t pop a squat, then that’s a rip-offKeep a CDG, y’all ni^^as ripped off (Oh)And your ni^^a better not think that he the only one (Ooh, ooh, only one)That ni^^a match his fitted with some Jordan 1s (Yeah, yeah)If it ain’t Issey, then miss meBlew all the HublotsBad bi^^h with chrome toesAnd we shoot movies, not photosShe not in it for the fameNobody know her name

Jumpin’ out the coupePullin’ out smoothI’m not afraid to loseI’ll put you on the newsTi^^ies on the FaceTime, let ’em outBlock him, erase him, let me knowShawty hop in that Bentayga, it’s time to goWhen I put you in the latest, make sure he know

Alright, babe, ooh, alright, babeYeah, I know it’s hard, babeBut I’m still on your side, babeAlright, babe, alright, babeI know it’s hard, babeStay by your side babe

Alright, babe, ooh, alright, babePlease show me a sign, babe, wish I had more time, babeAlright, babe, alright, babeBusy all the time, babe, too late to reply, babePut me to the test, we young but we pay billsPlease don’t make a mess, I don’t do good with spillsLately, I been stressed (Many men addressed)No regrets when it’s real

Alright, babe, ooh, alright, babeYeah, I know it’s hard, babeBut I’m still on your side, babeAlright, babe, alright, babeI know it’s hard, babeI stay

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