Area Codes (850 Remix) [feat. Luh Tyler]

Yeah, yeah

Kali

You know I love me a mutherfuckin' trick

Got a white boy on my roster

He be feeding me pasta and lobster

He just hit me up on Tuesday, like "What you doing, bae? Let me take you shoppin'" (Brrr)

I told him well I'm a little busy (Damn)

He said, "Damn, I'm in your city" (Fuck)

"But anyway it's okay, hope you have a good day, I'ma send you about 8:50" (Ooh)

Then I told him "You treat me so well"

He said "Cashapp or Zelle?" (Ching)

"Matter of fact, scratch that, I'ma send you a stack just 'cause you fine as hell"

"And I told him well thank you, baby" (Thank You)

"Anything for my favorite lady" (Ooh)

Well I gotta go, they just let me know that I could pick up my Mercedes (Skrrt)

I got hoes (Might just be your ****)

In different area codes (He know what's up)

Everywhere I go (Every time I pop out)

I call and they drop the lo (Come drop that fuckin' location)

'Cause I got hoes (Might just be your bitch)

In different area codes (She know what's up)

Some of 'em bros (Could be your daddy)

And I'm big pimpin' 'cause they know (They know what's up)

These bitches know ****

They're like, "Dam, how you do it like that?"

I just keep runnin' up racks, I ain't cuffin' no nat

Yo' lil' bitch, she don't know how to act

Got that bitch runnin' every time that I beat from the back

And, ****, you know that that's facts

Anytime I'm on the beat, drop beat on the track

These **** ain't havin' no racks

Heard he went broke on a bitch, yeah, that **** went flat

Yeah, ****, you know how it go

Take a **** bitch, and I put a hoe straight on her knees

You know I ain't trustin' no hoe

I just keep doggin' these bitches like they on a leash

I know that bitch fucked all the bros

I just be playin' my part, I be keepin' it P

Got so many hoes over here

Hoes over there and I got hoes overseas

I got hoes (Might just be your ****)

In different area codes (He know what's up)

Everywhere I go (Every time I pop out)

I call and they drop the lo (Come drop that fuckin' location)

'Cause I got hoes (Might just be your bitch)

In different area codes (She know what's up)

Some of 'em bros (Could be your daddy)

And I'm big pimpin' 'cause they know (They know what's up)

Bitches know I'm pushin' heavy P

****, I be pimpin'

You might catch me chasin' cheese but you won't catch me simpin'

I got so much racks stuffed in my jeans, this shit done got me limpin'

Ever since they put me on that mic, ain't been broke in a minute

I ain't even had to throw no racks, she let me jump right in it

And, my broadie, he love flippin' packs, you think that boy a gymnast

**** mad 'cause I done took his hoe, she want me in her kidney's

Somebody tell these **** go touch they nose, they always in my business