Never Call Me (Remix) [feat. YG]

Oh boy, I'ma have to call them boys on you

Ah damn, ah damn, I'ma have to call that man on you

Somethin', somethin', somethin' must be really wrong with you

Why can't you just tell the fuckin' truth now?

Yes, your mama did, she raised a fool, wow

What the fuck did you learn in that schoolhouse?

To chasin' girls, chasin' thrills

Takin' pills in the hills

Slauson Hills, Overhills might get you killed

And I won't come 'round them parts no more

Do not run your mouth no more

I can't protect you no more

It's out of my hands for sure

You should've called me

Why you never call me?

Why you never call me?

Oh, you should've called me

Why you never call me?

Why you never call me?

Oh

Okay, now you wanna say all that I done to ya

You knew all along that I wasn't the one for ya

So let's stop pretendin' like we were in love

We never shared anything but the drugs

We were both numb, never had anything real between us

You really must

Be smokin' that crazy shit

In my city talkin' crazy shit

But you ain't know I'm a crazy bitch

And tell your lawyer that I ain't payin' shit

Maybe you should chill, really in your feels

My bros is really in the field

Neighborhood is really real

And they don't play that here

You shouldn't say that here

You should've made it clear, my dear

You should've called me

You should've called me

Why you never call me?

Why you never call me?

Oh, you should've called me

Why you never call me?

Why you never call me?

Oh

Uh, uh

**** don't play (Play)

****, ****, **** don't play (Don't play)

**** go brazy for Jhené (For Jhené)

Ride dirty with a .30 for Jhené (For Jhené)

Pull up on yo' ass like, "Hey" (Like "Hey")

Fuck life, catch a case (Fuck life)

Suwoop this and suwoop that

****, ****, this blood gang, aye

And when you call her, don't call her

No, bitch, that's out (That's out)

You callin' lawyers, that's snitch shit

Mm-mm, that's out (****, that's out)

I'm a L.A. ****, we do everything for the clout (West Side, West Side)

So we ain't got no partner pullin' up

Suckin' your ass out

The '64 bounce, the flag hang out

I drink a whole fifth, smoke a whole ounce

Lookin' like Stacey off The Wood when it's a drought

Thinkin' YG gon' slide? No doubt

I ain't in the middle of no dick and pussy

But she callin' me 'cause you callin' her

I got shit to do and you workin' her nerves

You tryna get her back 'cause you fuckin' hurt

You, you, you, you (It's over, Brody)

(Sometimes, you gotta let shit go)

(You know on the West Side, that's how it go)

You should've called me (Cry me a river)

You, you, you, you (And you know she raisin' a daughter)

(So she gotta get smarter)

(That's when relationships get harder, ****)

You, you, you, you

You should've called me

You, you, you, you