out my zone
Pick up the phone, I know you're home
I wanna try again but I'm on my own
I been stacking up bread but I can't no more
Since you've been gone I'm outta my zone
Pick up the phone, I know you're home
I wanna try again I'm on my own
I been stacking up bread but I can't no more
Since you've been gone I'm outta my zone
Bought a 'Rari and a lam
Now I hop up in a Benz
And I'm getting all this money
I could probably pay your rent
I got Fendi and the Prada all this money that I spent
They ain't never come around but now they wanna be yo friend
Pay your rent that's a Benz
Now I pull up in a Benz
Pay yo rent that's a check
Crash that car now it's a wreck
They say I was really trash now I'm flexin all on them
And I got 10 thousand streams he can't even come to that
I just, woah, I just pull up in yo bloc
I live like I'm johnny dang they call me a rockstar
And my bro he got the Datsun they say that's a foreign car
I hop out a 2 seater they say I got foreign broads
And I hop in a Bentley and now I can see the stars
Pick up the phone, I know you're home
I wanna try again but I'm on my own
I been stacking up bread but I can't no more
Since you've been gone I'm outta my zone
Drown down with my thangs ho'
She gon suck me up
Then my gang, then we send her home
40 hit the drop, he get popped
Then my thangs ho'
She just want my cock, Want my cock
Like I'm famous ho'
Draco hit the drop, and the choppa hit the same note
Call me lil thot like I'm straight up with the thuggin ho'
Mixing up the lean, with the wock, and it's bussin ho'
And it's bussin ho'
Drown down with my thangs ho'
Now I'm switching up the flows like I'm switching lanes
Aiming at his foot you'd have thought my name is tory lanez
I'm calling a blitz, you run up a take a hit
Feeling k -dot, tell mama I hit a lick
Woah ohh
She been sick!
I think she got rona, cause she ain't been tryna click
No auto transmission, you know I be running stick
Me and buddha cookin, we been, strong off the mix
Pick up the phone, I know you're home
I wanna try again but I'm on my own
I been stacking up bread but I can't no more
Since you've been gone I'm outta my zone
Pick up the phone, I know you're home
I wanna try again I'm on my own
I been stacking up bread but I can't no more
Since you've been gone I'm outta my zone
I wanna try again but I'm on my own
I been stacking up bread but I can't no more
Since you've been gone I'm outta my zone
Pick up the phone, I know you're home
I wanna try again I'm on my own
I been stacking up bread but I can't no more
Since you've been gone I'm outta my zone
Bought a 'Rari and a lam
Now I hop up in a Benz
And I'm getting all this money
I could probably pay your rent
I got Fendi and the Prada all this money that I spent
They ain't never come around but now they wanna be yo friend
Pay your rent that's a Benz
Now I pull up in a Benz
Pay yo rent that's a check
Crash that car now it's a wreck
They say I was really trash now I'm flexin all on them
And I got 10 thousand streams he can't even come to that
I just, woah, I just pull up in yo bloc
I live like I'm johnny dang they call me a rockstar
And my bro he got the Datsun they say that's a foreign car
I hop out a 2 seater they say I got foreign broads
And I hop in a Bentley and now I can see the stars
Pick up the phone, I know you're home
I wanna try again but I'm on my own
I been stacking up bread but I can't no more
Since you've been gone I'm outta my zone
Drown down with my thangs ho'
She gon suck me up
Then my gang, then we send her home
40 hit the drop, he get popped
Then my thangs ho'
She just want my cock, Want my cock
Like I'm famous ho'
Draco hit the drop, and the choppa hit the same note
Call me lil thot like I'm straight up with the thuggin ho'
Mixing up the lean, with the wock, and it's bussin ho'
And it's bussin ho'
Drown down with my thangs ho'
Now I'm switching up the flows like I'm switching lanes
Aiming at his foot you'd have thought my name is tory lanez
I'm calling a blitz, you run up a take a hit
Feeling k -dot, tell mama I hit a lick
Woah ohh
She been sick!
I think she got rona, cause she ain't been tryna click
No auto transmission, you know I be running stick
Me and buddha cookin, we been, strong off the mix
Pick up the phone, I know you're home
I wanna try again but I'm on my own
I been stacking up bread but I can't no more
Since you've been gone I'm outta my zone
Pick up the phone, I know you're home
I wanna try again I'm on my own
I been stacking up bread but I can't no more
Since you've been gone I'm outta my zone
Credits
Writer(s): Shyam Pedibhotla
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