Phone Numbers (feat. Trae Tha Truth, Big Sean) - Remix

Listen to this track, bitch
Drumma Boy

I cop me one, cop me one for my old girl
You think she my newest bitch, she my old girl
Khalifa, a younger nigga who handle his
Hoes get in my car, ask what the channel is
Boss shit, look that up nigga, I handle biz
On fire, like a candle is
Niggas be dressing off the mannequin
Mmm, and I get fresh like where them camera's is
Better yet sandwiches, bad bitch Spanish friends
Coulda been the President, rather be the man instead, yeah

Now when I get paid, my checks be lookin' like phone numbers
Now when I get paid, my checks be lookin' like phone numbers (yeah)
Now when I get paid, my checks be lookin' like phone numbers
Now when I get paid, my checks be lookin' like phone numbers

I'm talkin' millions, nigga, I'm talkin' millions
I'm talkin' millions, nigga, I'm talkin' millions
Time is money, so I went and bought a Rolex (bought a Rolex)
Time is money, so I went and bought a Rolex (bought a Rolex)
I'm talkin' millions, nigga, I'm talkin' millions
I'm talkin' millions, nigga, I'm talkin' millions

I'm in the hood off that something that's corner surfing
Float, no water, my trunk is waving, I'm polar surfing
Blowing faces, I'm shittin' on them diamond infested
Time is money, peep the wrist, bitch, my time is invested

I'm still the king and I'm thugged out
Any block, any club, I flood it out
I ain't the one for competition, I'ma blow it out
I'm going hard, I don't ever plan on going out

I get money, probably something you don't know about
I stunt hard, you would swear that I was showin' out
Don't tell me get 'em, I got 'em and I'ma throw 'em out
And back door on these hoes that I was rolling out

While I'm in this machine, convert the top
Tell them that the sky is the limit
With a foreign freak, she got her face in my lap
So deep, you would think that she was hiding in it

Now when I get paid, my checks be lookin' like phone numbers
Now when I get paid, my checks be lookin' like phone numbers
Now when I get paid, my checks be lookin' like phone numbers
Now when I get paid, my checks be lookin' like phone numbers

I'm talkin' millions, nigga, I'm talkin' millions
I'm talkin' millions, nigga, I'm talkin' millions
Time is money, so I went and bought a Rolex
Time is money, so I went and bought a Rolex
I'm talkin' millions, nigga, I'm talkin' millions
I'm talkin' millions, nigga, I'm talkin' millions

Shrimp, steak, liquor and pasta
Real shit, boi, these niggas imposters
They deserve an Oscar, Kevin Costner
Oh my gosher
I got this and that and everything I want like I got a hostage, yeah

Countin' seven digits, no wonder why the money calling (calling)
Got yo' bitch panties Niagara fallin'
Dollars come like I fuck in the bank
I told 'em I could, they tell me I can't
They want me to trip when I duck in the paint
I'm poppin' champagne and puffin' on dank
Shining hard (hard), boy, these niggas gotta see me
My dick hard (hard), your bitch is easy

Now when I get paid, my checks be lookin' like phone numbers
Now when I get paid, my checks be lookin' like phone numbers
Now when I get paid, my checks be lookin' like phone numbers
Now when I get paid, my checks be lookin' like phone numbers

I'm talkin' millions, nigga, I'm talkin' millions
I'm talkin' millions, nigga, I'm talkin' millions
Time is money, so I went and bought a Rolex
Time is money, so I went and bought a Rolex
I'm talkin' millions, nigga, I'm talkin' millions
I'm talkin' millions, nigga, I'm talkin' millions



Credits
Writer(s): Christopher James Gholson, Sean Michael Anderson, Cameron Jibril Thomaz, Frazier Iii Thompson
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