[Intro: Yeat]
(Karegi, ha-ha)
(Yeah, somebody keep callin' my phone)

[Chorus: Yeat]
Yeah, hello (Brrt), hello, hello, hello (Brrt), hello (Woo), hello (Woo-ah, hello)
Who keep on callin' my phone? (Woo) Same number keep on callin' me (Ah, ah)
Yeah, I told that girl to leave me alone, get in that Track' and get gone (Ah, yeah-ah)
Block that bitch off of my phone, that bitch keep callin' my phone
Told her to leave me a-lone (Yeah), five-hundred thousand dollar cologne (Uh-huh)
She told me to pull up and hit, oh-yeah (Swerve), I'm finna beat it all night (Yeah)
I got the bread in the back of the whip, put the X on my hip, so I hit it all night (Skrrt)

[Verse 1: Yeat]
I might hit the swerve on the bitch or I might hit the pull up (Might hit the pull up)
Yeah, I'm in the gym with my money, this bitch doin' pull-ups (Yeah, this doin' what?)
Yeah, kicked all the damn bad things about the—, yeah, shoulda', coulda', woulda' (Yeah, hello)
Yeah, bitch, I be high with the guys, I kick it with Buddha (Brrt)
Oh-yeah, that just remind me, I'm finna bootup (I'm finna bootup)
I might take her to Chane'-ne', or I might take a Chuppa (Might take to Chane'-ne')
Yeah, they don't really be geeked like us (No way), they don't really be runnin' it up (No way)
They don't really do nothin' at all (Uh-huh), but they always just wan' be involved (Fuck 'em)
Made a whole new wave, yeah, WAV (Yeah, let's go)
Bitch give me head, bitch give me Bop-It (Let's go)
Yeah, and she drank all my kids, she swallow
Bitch, I be high with the guys, it is what it is, my name in the Bible (Yeah)
[Chorus: Yeat]
Yeah, hello (Brrt), hello, hello, hello (Brrt), hello (Woo), hello (Woo-ah, hello)
Who keep on callin' my phone? (Woo) Same number keep on callin' me (Ah, ah)
Yeah, I told that girl to leave me alone, get in that Track' and get gone (Ah, yeah-ah)
Block that bitch off of my phone, that bitch keep callin' my phone
Told her to leave me a-lone (Yeah), five-hundred thousand dollar cologne (Uh-huh)
She told me to pull up and hit, oh-yeah (Swerve), I'm finna beat it all night (Yeah)
I got the bread in the back of the whip, put the X on my hip, so I hit it all night (Skrrt)

[Verse 2: SeptembersRich & Yeat]
(Yeah) We started that brand new wave (Yeah)
We ship out them pounds, finna go to LA (Brr)
Can't even talk 'bout the money I made (Shh)
Finna put that shit out in they face
Shooter on payroll, that boy gettin' paid (Bah)
The X just be callin' my phone everyday (Wait)
Pull up on yo' thottie, get ate
That pussy boy used to be hate (Pussy)
Hello (Hello), why that bih' callin' my phone? (My phone)
The X and that Perc' got be gone (Get gone)
They steady be jockin' our flow (My flow)
That bitch let me jerk in her throat, I just be laughin' (Ha-ha)
The opps done turned to a joke (Yeah, pull up)
Bitch, we gon' pop out at every show (Let's go)

[Chorus: Yeat]
Yeah, hello (Brrt), hello, hello, hello (Brrt), hello (Woo), hello (Woo-ah, hello)
Who keep on callin' my phone? (Woo) Same number keep on callin' me (Ah, ah)
Yeah, I told that girl to leave me alone, get in that Track' and get gone (Ah, yeah-ah)
Block that bitch off of my phone, that bitch keep callin' my phone
Told her to leave me a-lone (Yeah), five-hundred thousand dollar cologne (Uh-huh)
She told me to pull up and hit, oh-yeah (Swerve), I'm finna beat it all night (Yeah)
I got the bread in the back of the whip, put the X on my hip, so I hit it all night (Skrrt)
[Outro: Yeat]
(I might hit the swerve on the bitch or I might hit the pull up)
(Yeah, hello, hello, hello, hello, hello, hello)