Hittin' My Phone

I got Bitches hittin' my phone
Swear they never leave me alone
Damn, workin' and I'm on my grind
don't you fuck with me in my zone
I got Money all on my dome
Don't give a fuck if you home alone
Congratulations, Post Malone
Medicated, rollin' smoke
I got Bitches hittin' my phone
Swear they never leave me alone
Damn, workin' and I'm on my grind
don't you fuck with me in my zone
I got Money all on my dome
Don't give a fuck if you home alone
Congratulations, Post Malone
Medicated, rollin' smoke

I got bitches hittin' my line like Merc can you pick me up at this time
Baby girl I'm at work I stay on my grind
Bitch i Got money all on my mind
Mercury the type to tell a hater step aside
Like the electric slide
Run up on the scene steemin' hotter than a kettle
Not a even Steven who been chiefin' heaps of refer who could get 'em
I split up another rillo
And spit up a little riddle on a killer instrumental
Go mental
In between the lines like floss, dental
Told y'all once, y'all didn't get it
Real boss shit that's the way I'm livin'
Dice in the mirror with the system kickin'
This what a real motha fucka Call Pimpin'
This is not an image this is really what I do
Do an interview tune in YouTube
Rock another show 'n do a photo shoot
Invest in my craft, fuck your polo shoes
It doesn't matter who it is, it's what hoe gon' do
This the life I live, the road I choose
Been had hoes on my phone steady blowin' it up
This Is nothin new
Nothin' new
This shit is nothin new

I got Bitches hittin' my phone
Swear they never leave me alone
Damn, workin' and I'm on my grind
Don't you fuck with me in my zone
I got Money all on my dome
Don't give a fuck if you home alone
Congratulations, Post Malone
Medicated, rollin' smoke
I got Bitches hittin' my phone
Swear they never leave me alone
Damn, workin' and I'm on my grind
don't you fuck with me in my zone
I got Money all on my dome
Don't give a fuck if you home alone
Congratulations, Post Malone
Medicated, rollin' smoke

I spit that, rip that, get that kit kat woah
This that kid that grew to shine like diamonds 'n gold
So Icy
What i'ma be
Grab tight of my Lima beans
And step out on the scene like motha Fuckin G
Bitch I'm raw than a muh Fucka
Raw than a mofka
Bada boom bada bing
I ain't worried bout a ting
Find me posted with my 3s
Believe me That's just how it be
Homie 7 days a week
If my name up in the cypher
Bet the cypher stay complete
Before you mention my name
Better brush Yo fuckin' teeth
You've unleashed the fuckin' beast
Now you
Fuckin' wit a monsta
Fuck it put me on one
Fuck it this that shit that put a bitch right on my Johnson
And I already know
When see me you be screaming there's that white Boy with that flow
Oh there he go
If you out the loop like hoola hoop
Lemmie fill you in so now ya know
Music is my baby
I could never cuff a hoe just so ya know
Ain't sorry for my bluntness baby
That's just how I roll
Mercury DeEmcee Merc the fuckin' beat
Just so ya know
Bitch I stay colder than snow
This life is all that I know
All of my ducks in a row
Don't give a Fuck about a hoe
Bitch I Be makin' the dough
See me with different chick, on a different day, in a Different picture
Another different bitch text me
Like uh who is this
And I'm like bitch you trippin
Doesn't really matter who it is or it isn't
Either way you know it doesn't really make a difference
HOE
Get out my business
I got all these

Bitches hittin' my phone
Swear they never leave me alone
Damn, workin' and I'm on my grind
don't you fuck with me in my zone
I got Money all on my dome
Don't give a fuck if you home alone
Congratulations, Post Malone
Medicated, rollin' smoke
I got Bitches hittin' my phone
Swear they never leave me alone
Damn, workin' and I'm on my grind
Don't you fuck with me in my zone
I got Money all on my dome
Don't give a fuck if you home alone
Congratulations, Post Malone
Medicated, rollin' smoke



Credits
Writer(s): Sterling Taub-smith
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