Sixteen Missed Calls Sorry I Was Busy Lyrics

Song Details: Sixteen Missed Calls Sorry I Was Busy Lyrics. The song name is Lost Souls which is sung by Baby Keem ft. Brent Faiyaz.

Sixteen Missed Calls Sorry I Was Busy Lyrics

It’s a lot of hoes in here, lot of lost souls
Whole group of dime bi^^hes and they in Vogue
Tryna find me a bi^^h that no one knows
I’m tryna find me a bi^^h that no one knows
You see that bi^^h right there, she f^^ked OVO
You see that bi^^h right there, she f^^ked Romeo
Tryna find me a bi^^h that no one knows
I’m tryna find me a bi^^h that no one knows

Jumpin’ out the coupe
Pullin’ out smooth
I’m not afraid to lose
I’ll put you on the news
Ti^^ies on the FaceTime, let ’em out
Block him, erase him, let me know
Shawty hop in that Bentayga, it’s time to go
When I put you in the latest, make sure he know

I’m quick to book a flight, I’m not new to the game
That pu^^y gettin’ tame, go public on the lames
I bought it, say that name, Alexander McQ-Q-Q-Queen
Rolex, woah, arm on froze
Tip my toes
It’s hot out here, I’ve hit my lows
Your leverage in the back
Your best friend was trash, trash, trash
Get gone like The Flash, Flash, Flash
Let’s add and subtract, math
I see that you look at these VV-VVs
Let’s get you a piece for me

I know that you k^^s and tell
Who’s someone that we can tell?
You need a real ni^^a in your life
I come in like a thief in the night
Two phones, I’m the stereotype
Mama know me, I’m picky who I like
There’s not a fake bi^^h in sight
Come in like a thief in the night
(Hold up, where my phone?)

Sixteen missed calls
Sorry, I was busy, but I missed you (Miss me when I call)
You see me ballin’ in my [?]
All my ni^^as ballin’ like I’m Rich Paul
Skrrt off in the Audi (Whip), I’ma lift up (Whip, whip)
All you bi^^hes do pilates when you rich, dawg
So if she can’t pop a squat, then that’s a rip-off
Keep a CDG, y’all ni^^as ripped off (Oh)
And your ni^^a better not think that he the only one (Ooh, ooh, only one)
That ni^^a match his fitted with some Jordan 1s (Yeah, yeah)
If it ain’t Issey, then miss me
Blew all the Hublots
Bad bi^^h with chrome toes
And we shoot movies, not photos
She not in it for the fame
Nobody know her name

Jumpin’ out the coupe
Pullin’ out smooth
I’m not afraid to lose
I’ll put you on the news
Ti^^ies on the FaceTime, let ’em out
Block him, erase him, let me know
Shawty hop in that Bentayga, it’s time to go
When I put you in the latest, make sure he know

Alright, babe, ooh, alright, babe
Yeah, I know it’s hard, babe
But I’m still on your side, babe
Alright, babe, alright, babe
I know it’s hard, babe
Stay by your side babe

Alright, babe, ooh, alright, babe
Please show me a sign, babe, wish I had more time, babe
Alright, babe, alright, babe
Busy all the time, babe, too late to reply, babe
Put me to the test, we young but we pay bills
Please don’t make a mess, I don’t do good with spills
Lately, I been stressed (Many men addressed)
No regrets when it’s real

Alright, babe, ooh, alright, babe
Yeah, I know it’s hard, babe
But I’m still on your side, babe
Alright, babe, alright, babe
I know it’s hard, babe
I stay

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