Never Call Me lyrics

[Verse 1]

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

Awe damn, awe damn, I'ma have to call that man on you

Something, something, something must be really wrong with you

Why can you just tell the fuckin' truth now?

Yes your mama did, she raised a fool, wow

What the fuck did you learn in that school house?

To 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

[Chorus]

You should've called me

Why you never call me?

Why you never call me?

Ohh, you should've called me

Why you never call me?

Why you never call me?

Ohh..

[Verse 2]

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

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

So let's stop pretending like we were in love

We never shared anything but the drugs

We were both numb, never had anything real between us

We really must

Smoking 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 paying shit

Maybe you should chill, really in your feels

My bros 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

[Chorus]

You should've called me

Why you never call me?

Why you never call me?

Ohh, you should've called me

Why you never call me?

Ohh..

You, you, you, you

You should've called me

You, you, you, you

Ohh, oh..

You, you, you, you

You should've called me

You, you, you, you

[Outro: Kurupt]

Now hey sis, I'ma let you know like this

Hit me right back, this Kurupt, okay?

All these niggas with this bullshit, man, fuck these niggas mayne

The 60's, we ain't worried bout none of these muthafuckin' bustas

Ya understand me?

From the Overhill to the fronts to the back mayne

We pushin' this line to d'nine

So don't worry 'bout none of this shit from this funny ass nigga

Don't worry 'bout him callin' you and all the rest of that shit

You know what? It's his lost, ya know what I'm sayin'?

I'm pretty p'd

I heard the homie, the homie called me and was like

"Man Jhene trippin, man this buster ass nigga got her mind fucked up"

I'm like "No not Jhené"

Man fuck that nigga mayne

Né-né, you hit me I got you, you understand me?

These niggas is busters, fuck that nigga and fuck his friends, and his bitch

He's nothin my nigga, you are the one, everyone else is 2's and 3's

You're the one, I love you, make sure you hit me back

This is your big brother, you hear me?

This is Kurupt, Gotti

Aye, call me as soon as you get this, you hear me?

Don't make me call your mama now, I'll track you down

• Artist:Jhené Aiko
• Album:Trip