Phone Jumpin

Phone jumpin' got some money comin' on the way
Shades on me, all black, feelin' like I'm Blade
Shinin' on these niggas reason why they throwin' shade
Flexin' on niggas, I'm boss so I leave the city for the day

Get some money out the safe
I been plottin' on the raid
Diamonds all up in the face
Yo bitch all up in my face
Probably tryin' to give me face

Aye, got no time to conversate
I been tryin' to get the cake
I'm the hottest; no debate
I'm the hottest, they relate
Got the block hot like I'm Wayne

Wait, I'm so fly got a nigga feelin' like I was Drake
Maybe Tyga, yo bitch like how I taste
Nicki Minaj'in all time of the day
Aye

Phone jumpin' got some money comin' on the way
Lane switchin' in the Navi, bitch I'm on my way
Wait

Spent a couple thousand carryin' hoes to a play
Six different hustle, many ways to get paid

Lil bitch curious, she want a little taste
She know how we eat, she want a little plate

Four zips left, hit the plug for the weight
Ran to the mo back, down to the shake
Two of them things, four forty eight
Play with my name, you first forty eight
Bitch is you shoutin' it
Shit on my name, don't play no games
This shit in my bass, they gon' hear me say

They gon' hear what I say, yeah
They gon' hear what I been sayin', yeah (yeah)
Countin' Lincoln's, countin' Franklin's, yeah (yeah)
I'm on the goal, they so complacent, yeah (yeah)
That I be everything they tryin' to be

I be on go
Playin' on dough
Who want smoke
Foot on they throat
Doin' this shit for niggas up the road

Doin' this shit for the niggas who won't
Been through the mud, but they shoulda known dough
Got a little money, I can buy what I want
I can pay for your shit, but I don't trick on no hoe

Phone jumpin' got some money comin' on the way
Shades on me, all black, feelin' like I'm Blade
Shinin' on these niggas reason why they throwin' shade
Flexin' on niggas, I'm boss so I leave the city for the day



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Writer(s): Stephan Warren
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