“Call Spitta” is a promotional single from American rapper EST Gee‘s album, Bigger Than The Devil. ^{[1] [2] [3]}

The Official Video premiered Friday, July 10^th, 2026^[1], via EST Gee’s official YouTube channel.^[3]

The track produced by: John Gotitt, Payday, & Yung Dza.^[4]

The song written by: EST Gee.^[4]

Song: #CallSpitta

Artist: #ESTGee

Album: #BiggerThanTheDevil

^Explicit

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“Call Spitta” Lyrics ^[4]
Song by EST Gee:

Intro
In another n**** town treatin’ it like it’s mine (Treatin’ like it’s mine)
Hit another n**** b****, he took her back, they bond (They bond)
n***** had called up Spitta and told me quit dissin’ the 9 (The 9)
But I’ma hold my V’s upside down until I die (‘Til I, ’til I die)

Verse 1
Yeah, upside down ’til I’m finished (Until I’m done)
Them millions I spent on lawyers for my brothers, not my image (Millions I spent for my brothers)
Before I had a buzz, I got it in blood and had ’em spinnin’ (Before I had a buzz)
Before I slid on blood, I slid on cuz and I got in it (Before I slid on blood)
Before I had a buzz, stood over cuz, I caught him slippin’ (Before I stood over)
These n*****, they don’t like me ’cause I’m icy, I got b****** (Ice, ice, ice, ice)
Put ice inside the trenches, put that pistol on a n**** (Ice, ice, ice)
Put knife inside a witness, it’s my life inside these chickens (Ice, ice, ice)
My life in a bird (In a bird)
You know it’s raw, fentanyl’ll make your tongue burn (Make your tongue burn)

Chorus
Y’all did it flawed when it’s y’all’s, now it’s our turn (Now it’s our turn)
Five hundred dollar, M and Y’s, look like Converse (Now it’s our turn)
That 5.56 go off, make your mom hurt (Now it’s our turn)
Y’all did it flawed when it’s y’all’s, now it’s our turn (Now it’s our turn)
Five hundred dollar, M and Y’s, look like Converse (Now it’s our turn)
That 5.56 go off, make your mom hurt (Make your mom hurt)

Verse 2
Yeah, if Gotti need me carried, I’m droppin’ Cocaine Muzik 11
My daddy couldn’t understand how I made a hundred a brick of fetty
Been in the streets since ’87, didn’t make his legacy seem petty
My college b**** big brother tried to run off, you know I tripped him
Some boxes with my celly for some rumors of me tellin’
I’m like Ox off a belly, said no p****’ll never killed me
I drop hundreds, I drop fifties, thirties, tens, even fives
If I really want him fried, he would not be alive
n****, on God and all guys, n****, your hood or mine
I got real n***** that love spinnin’, get money on the side
I know how to make a loud mouth broke n***** be quiet
On all beef diet for my members who done died
It’s a must that I shine, plus I’m up, I ain’t lyin’
In another n**** city right now puttin’ it down
In another n**** b**** from the back, and she fine
And them n***** ain’t do s*** with the ball, now it’s ours (Now it’s our turn)

Chorus
Y’all did it flawed when it’s y’all’s, now it’s our turn (Now it’s our turn)
Five hundred dollar, M and Y’s, look like Converse (Now it’s our turn)
That 5.56 go off, make your mom hurt (Now it’s our turn)
Y’all did it flawed when it’s y’all’s, now it’s our turn (Now it’s our turn)
Five hundred dollar, M and Y’s, look like Converse (Now it’s our turn)
That 5.56 go off, make your mom hurt (Make your mom hurt)

Outro
In another n**** town treatin’ it like it’s mine
Hit another n**** b****, he took her back, they bond
n***** had called up Spitta and told me quit dissin’ the 9
But I’ma hold my V’s upside down until I die

Writer(s): EST Gee
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