Don't Call My Phone
Bitch don't call my phone (phone!), yeah
This ain't last year I'm in a different zone (zone!)
I'm at my mental peak when I'm alone, yeah
Try to hit my line, I'ma treat you like unknowns, yeah (Click! Click!)
Bitch don't call my phone (phone!), yeah
You hang around with suckers, just to feel like you belong
And you wonder why I'd rather be alone, yeah
Try to hit my line, I'ma treat you like unknowns, yeah (Click! Click!)
Yeah, new life who this, young and chasing rich
Selling raps, but how I move, you'd think I'm selling bricks
Caught 'em peeping through the glass, someone tell me this
How these rappers selling image, but can't sell a hit?
Instagram drug dealers, couldn't sell a nick
Fabricated rap coffin, I'ma nail it in
They tried to tell me not to speaking on it, just let it sit
Fuck that, I'ma put that pressure on them, tell it how it is
Bitch don't call my phone (phone!), yeah
This ain't last year I'm in a different zone (zone!)
I'm at my mental peak when I'm alone, yeah
Try to hit my line, I'ma treat you like unknowns, yeah (Click! Click!)
Bitch don't call my phone (phone!), yeah
You hang around with suckers, just to feel like you belong
And you wonder why I'd rather be alone, yeah
Try to hit my line, I'ma treat you like unknowns, yeah (Click! Click!)
Rap monster, charge me up and I'm alive
I don't hang with competition, you should really mind your side
Treat me like the underdog, when I am really your demise
Hope this record creep right in and open up your idle mind
I know y'all seeing what I'm seeing, y'all just too afraid to talk
This ain't reality TV, I won't act like we get along
I can halt your whole career, pulling records out my vault
Let's make a deal, I'll make the sauce, and y'all keep throwing in the salt
Bitch don't call my phone (phone!), yeah
This ain't last year I'm in a different zone (zone!)
I'm at my mental peak when I'm alone, yeah
Try to hit my line, I'ma treat you like unknowns, yeah (Click! Click!)
Bitch don't call my phone (phone!), yeah
You hang around with suckers, just to feel like you belong
And you wonder why I'd rather be alone, yeah
Try to hit my line, I'ma treat you like unknowns, yeah (Click! Click!)
This ain't last year I'm in a different zone (zone!)
I'm at my mental peak when I'm alone, yeah
Try to hit my line, I'ma treat you like unknowns, yeah (Click! Click!)
Bitch don't call my phone (phone!), yeah
You hang around with suckers, just to feel like you belong
And you wonder why I'd rather be alone, yeah
Try to hit my line, I'ma treat you like unknowns, yeah (Click! Click!)
Yeah, new life who this, young and chasing rich
Selling raps, but how I move, you'd think I'm selling bricks
Caught 'em peeping through the glass, someone tell me this
How these rappers selling image, but can't sell a hit?
Instagram drug dealers, couldn't sell a nick
Fabricated rap coffin, I'ma nail it in
They tried to tell me not to speaking on it, just let it sit
Fuck that, I'ma put that pressure on them, tell it how it is
Bitch don't call my phone (phone!), yeah
This ain't last year I'm in a different zone (zone!)
I'm at my mental peak when I'm alone, yeah
Try to hit my line, I'ma treat you like unknowns, yeah (Click! Click!)
Bitch don't call my phone (phone!), yeah
You hang around with suckers, just to feel like you belong
And you wonder why I'd rather be alone, yeah
Try to hit my line, I'ma treat you like unknowns, yeah (Click! Click!)
Rap monster, charge me up and I'm alive
I don't hang with competition, you should really mind your side
Treat me like the underdog, when I am really your demise
Hope this record creep right in and open up your idle mind
I know y'all seeing what I'm seeing, y'all just too afraid to talk
This ain't reality TV, I won't act like we get along
I can halt your whole career, pulling records out my vault
Let's make a deal, I'll make the sauce, and y'all keep throwing in the salt
Bitch don't call my phone (phone!), yeah
This ain't last year I'm in a different zone (zone!)
I'm at my mental peak when I'm alone, yeah
Try to hit my line, I'ma treat you like unknowns, yeah (Click! Click!)
Bitch don't call my phone (phone!), yeah
You hang around with suckers, just to feel like you belong
And you wonder why I'd rather be alone, yeah
Try to hit my line, I'ma treat you like unknowns, yeah (Click! Click!)
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Writer(s): Harry William Ii Shenfield
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