This is a song about "Call"

You wna call me shit then ill call you shit to

Rev up the lamborghini, and hail it for you

I get brain everyday; i'm a know it all

So any future amends is not my call

Six hundred sixty-six, leave it for the tip

Don't call it genetic, but call it angelic

I got some down bitches i can call

Make sure to give them my all

Just as you rose you will fall

And i ain't even planning to call

We charging you niggas up you like it or not

Call me what you want call me a cheater, call me mock

Hit me up for a booty call.

Mirror mirror on the wall

As i'm watching the snow fall

Then she gets a phone call