100 Missed Calls lyrics

[Chorus]
When I woke up, I had 100 missed calls, text, message
No I can't talk and I don't wanna kick it (naw)
I don't got time for chillin'
You know I grind, not get it (grind)
I was in the valley with Billy (Billy)
I made a dime in 30 minutes
Might pull up at Diamonds
I'm 30 deep with my n*ggas (gang)
Neck full of diamonds
I got the rock like I'm June (ice, ye)
Give me a tool like I'm Bob The Builder (mhm)
Racks that talk
Every account, every stash getting filled
Have you ever seen a hundred thou-blue hunnid Bill's? (huh?)
They say I'm Hollywood, I'm in the hills
Got Forgiato all on my whip (sh*t)
Just ain't the same since my brother got killed (f*ck)
All the young n*ggas wan' be like Mal, Lil Quill
Come to Zone 6 where that sh*t get too real

[Verse]
Racks, bust in my pockets, I got too many bands that ain't fittin' (damn)
Take her back stage, let her suck 10 mins (ahh)
I don't got much time for these b*tches (no)
I got this sh*t on lock like a pick (on lock)
Got my own guap, I ain't ask you for sh*t (rack)
Yes, I got paid in full like I'm Mitch (ye)
When I get bored then I might send a hit
Rocking Dior, got your b*tch on my di*k
Drip, and my wrist got a whole brick
Hop in a foreign, do tricks
Look at this sh*t
We was so broke, I ain't think we would ever get fix
I turn this into a business
Spending this money, I'm dizzy
Switching my cars and all on 'em tinted
Last night, I flew to Philly
[Chorus]
When I woke up, I had 100 missed calls, text, message
No I can't talk and I don't wanna kick it (naw)
I don't got time for chillin'
You know I grind, not get it (grind)
I was in the valley with Billy (Billy)
I made a dime in 30 minutes
Might pull up at Diamonds
I'm 30 deep with my n*ggas (gang)
Neck full of diamonds
I got the rock like I'm June (ice, ye)
Give me a tool like I'm Bob The Builder (mhm)
Racks that talk
Every account, every stash getting filled
Have you ever seen a hundred thou-blue hunnid Bill's? (huh?)
They say I'm Hollywood, I'm in the hills
Got Forgiato all on my whip (sh*t)
Just ain't the same since my brother got killed (f*ck)
All the young n*ggas wan' be like Mal, Lil Quill
Come to Zone 6 where that sh*t get too real

[Verse 2]
Real deal Holy field (yeah)
b*tch, I got drip like a oil spill
Just think about if lil' Plug was here (Plug)
I know he’ll put them racks up to his ear
Come from that script, I had to run up my chips
TayTay show me loose lips ain’t sh*t (damn)
I bet that hoe leave when your bankroll skimp (fact)
All these hoes working their lips
Shoot at yo' crib, FN give you a kiss
We don't attempt, we don’t miss
Left 'em stankin' just like fish
n*ggas so broke, they don’t even exist
I ball for real, never been on the bench
I hit and I pass her so quick (so quick)
Not with the talkin' and sh*t
Definitely ain’t having no time to be texting
[Chorus]
When I woke up, I had 100 missed calls, text, message
No I can't talk and I don't wanna kick it (naw)
I don't got time for chillin'
You know I grind, not get it (grind)
I was in the valley with Billy (Billy)
I made a dime in 30 minutes
Might pull up at Diamonds
I'm 30 deep with my n*ggas (gang)
Neck full of diamonds
I got the rock like I'm June (ice, ye)
Give me a tool like I'm Bob The Builder (mhm)
Racks that talk
Every account, every stash getting filled
Have you ever seen a hundred thou-blue hunnid Bill's? (huh?)
They say I'm Hollywood, I'm in the hills
Got Forgiato all on my whip (sh*t)
Just ain't the same since my brother got killed (f*ck)
All the young n*ggas wan' be like Mal, Lil Quill
Come to Zone 6 where that sh*t get to real