Visa

By Callistus (2017)
On album Visa (2017)

Visa
[Hook: Callistus]

Back for the work like a Visa
Fuckin' up gravity, uppin' my salary (woo!)
Back for the pack with the homies
So, so, so pay what you owe me

[Verse 1: Callistus]

And yea shit, that go for Sony
Nigga need Play on the Stations
Chapo, bringin' the bass in
You soft, my girl beat probation
Lookin' at a nigga like he dangerous
But I'm stainless, record and the watch
That's why I pop bands same name as my pops
Gotta be the man wit it, fire put my hand in it

[Hook: Callistus]

Back for the work like a Visa
Fuckin' up gravity, uppin' my salary (woo!)
Back for the pack with the homies
So, so, so pay what you owe me

[Verse 2: Callistus]

Talk kush then I'm triple OG
In a room full of soldiers
In a room full of doja
Bruce Lees in a dojo
Hoes sneeze, get mad, I laugh, no stress
We blessed leave 'em wavin' (wavin')
That's cuz hoes tell then stay at a Days Inn (Days Inn)
Back for the work like a Visa (Visa)
I'm leanin', put me in Pisa (Pisa!)
The epitome of this Italy shit
Shoutout to the French, Saint Laurent for the kicks (kicks)
Fire put my hand in it, gotta be the man wit it

[Hook: Callistus]

Back for the work like a Visa (Visa)
Fuckin' up gravity, uppin' my salary (woo!)
Back for the pack with the homies (homiiees)
So, so, so pay what you owe me

[Verse 3: Callistus]

Might just wake up in Waco
Dreamin' and thinkin' bout Tel Aviv
Long as you get your shit overseas
Haters see salt like the seven seas
Flexin', we call that Canseco
Gettin' your money a milli ways
One of a kind like you Willie Mays
Bitches want green, give 'em 50 Shades
I used to want me a Tissot
I leveled up got a Cartier
Wallet is Louis, no Damier
Keep shit discrete on my day-to-day
You niggas don't want no chorizo
We flexin, my team in the lead though
Shut the fuck up if you can't pay your fees though
And pay what you, pay what you, pay what you
Pay what you, pay what you... (owe)

[Hook/Outro: Callistus]

Back for the work like a Visa
Fuckin' up gravity, uppin' my salary (woo!)
Back for the pack with the homies
So, so, so pay what you owe me
Back for the work like a Visa
I'm leanin', put me in Pisa
The epitome of this Italy shit
Shoutout to the French, Saint Laurent for the kicks (kicks)
Fire put my hand in it, gotta be the man wit it

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