Phone Ringin

Leave me alone leave me alone leave me alone
Don't you call my phone call my phone bitch I'm gone
When you talk to me watch your tone watch your tone
Wanna fuck with me cause I'm on now I'm on
Better act right or that ass gettin blocked
Got a phone full of numbers wanna take your spot
I ain't bagging no hoe I'm bagging up that quap
Imma keep it real with you if you like it or not

I don't sleep bitch i nap
My bros deep in the trap
On my feet running laps
Bitch don't speak if it's cap
Keep that heat tote that strap
On the beat my flow snap
Talk is cheap that's a fact
Off the leash dogs attack
Bitch I'm introverted i don't really fuck with people
Far from suburban I'm from the hood where it's lethal
See your bitch lurking me and your boyfriend is not equal
In the whip I'm swerving smoking gas like it's diesel
Hoe I'm picture perfect i look better up in person
Im a different version the old me was a burden
By the way you twerkin i can tell that you deserve it
Do i make you nervous my phone silent no disturbance
Money is the motive time to get paid
Niggas want beef that's a mistake
This shit cuts deep like a switchblade
It's all fun and games til you get played
All these hoes in a phase
Bitch I'm hot i been a blaze
Clean up 60 seconds
I got me a Minute Maid
Self made Well paid
Real til my death date
And my phone don't ring cause it only vibrates
Make that money fuck a hater
Good brain what's ya major
This my number text me later
I'm from Alief that's my nature
Lil nigga get your weight up
You can't imitate this flavor

Leave me alone leave me alone leave me alone
Don't you call my phone call my phone bitch I'm gone
When you talk to me watch your tone watch your tone
Wanna fuck with me cause I'm on now I'm on
Better act right or that ass gettin blocked
Got a phone full of numbers wanna take your spot
I ain't bagging no hoe I'm bagging up that quap
Imma keep it real with you if you like it or not

How you feel how you feel how you fuckin feel
I probably won't chill until i get a mill
Gotta put on me for my niggas that be in the field
Niggas dead broke i don't understand how you live
Bitch I'm out your league don't shoot yo shoot don't pull that trigger
Eyes look Japanese smoking backwoods not no swishers
Coming back to me don't run to me go run to Twitter
Don't be mad at me you gotta chill I'm not your nigga
Naturally i like your ass up face down
I don't wanna FaceTime pull up give me face time
This right here is a nine i keep it on my waistline
And it will solve any problem if you try to take mine

Leave me alone leave me alone leave me alone
Don't you call my phone call my phone bitch I'm gone
When you talk to me watch your tone watch your tone
Wanna fuck with me cause I'm on now I'm on
Better act right or that ass gettin blocked
Got a phone full of numbers wanna take your spot
I ain't bagging no hoe I'm bagging up that quap
Imma keep it real with you if you like it or not



Credits
Writer(s): Deprey Lane
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