Left Her Phone
I don't know for real
I don't know for real
I don't know for real
Is you really gon' hold me down or you gon' hold me back
You believed in me once a point in time, I owe you for that
But I be needing it now and I don't know what happened to that
I don't know
Lock both locks and leave yo shoes right by the door
I just bought two packs where all the woods keep going
She tapped out but I still keep on rolling more
Make her feel so safe with me, she probably leave her phone at home
She probably leave her phone at home
I make her feel so safe with me, she know I always keep my chrome
Turn a hater to a stadium, I open up his dome
Pack ain't land, I pull back up on the plug like what you on
Empty box, made me follow the mailman to his home
You know that money, will have your main bitch leaking your lo
I ain't rushing but I'm coming for everything that I'm owed
New money is getting old, old money is growing mold
Old buddy gon' lose his dome, hope buddy don't try me wrong
I said it and then I showed, new bitches keep getting flown
Nobody ain't put me on, I'm still stuck up in my zone
If a nigga ever try me, yellow tape and slow songs
Lock both locks and leave yo shoes right by the door
I just bought two packs where all the woods keep going
She tapped out but I still keep on rolling more
Make her feel so safe with me, she probably leave her phone at home
I don't know for real
I don't know for real
Is you really gon' hold me down or you gon' hold me back
You believed in me once a point in time, I owe you for that
But I be needing it now and I don't know what happened to that
I don't know
Lock both locks and leave yo shoes right by the door
I just bought two packs where all the woods keep going
She tapped out but I still keep on rolling more
Make her feel so safe with me, she probably leave her phone at home
She probably leave her phone at home
I make her feel so safe with me, she know I always keep my chrome
Turn a hater to a stadium, I open up his dome
Pack ain't land, I pull back up on the plug like what you on
Empty box, made me follow the mailman to his home
You know that money, will have your main bitch leaking your lo
I ain't rushing but I'm coming for everything that I'm owed
New money is getting old, old money is growing mold
Old buddy gon' lose his dome, hope buddy don't try me wrong
I said it and then I showed, new bitches keep getting flown
Nobody ain't put me on, I'm still stuck up in my zone
If a nigga ever try me, yellow tape and slow songs
Lock both locks and leave yo shoes right by the door
I just bought two packs where all the woods keep going
She tapped out but I still keep on rolling more
Make her feel so safe with me, she probably leave her phone at home
Credits
Writer(s): Desaviour Ikner
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2025 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.