Refuerzo Positivo
Pocket dial
Pocket dial
You gotta believe me
You gotta believe me
It was a huh huhhh yh
Gotta apologise to my ex she's mad she's seen my call log
It said I called one my exes it was a pocket dial
How can I get you to believe me
Coincidental she said really
I cut these hoes off but you still going off
You think that I'm lying in your sheets i lie in
You gotta believe me
You gotta believe me
It was a pocket dial
It was a pocket dial
You're swearing in my face calling me a liar
You need some restraint before you set this shit on fire
Your asking for passwords cause you don't trust my words
It was a pocket dial
It was a pocket dial
These hoes mean nuttin to me
For you pussy Course im a fiend
Let me make it up to you oh oh
Let me show you I love you oh oh
Let me show what thug do oh oh
Girl let me compensate for all the fucking damages
Take you Dior buy a bag for your troubles and
You gotta believe me
You gotta believe me
It was a pocket dial
It was a pocket dial
I called my ex it was a pocket dial
I swear to God i feel like I'm in trial
Cause your asking all these questions
Fuck what you heard bitch I'm you're best friend
I called my ex it was a pocket dial
I swear to God i feel like I'm in trial
Cause your asking all these questions
Fuck what you heard bitch I'm you're best friend
She ain't convinced she asking why that number on my phone
Thought i deleted but I didn't my bad I was wrong
If it was you in my shoes yh yh
Would you believe you too huh huh
Aaahh nahhhh I can't trust you no more
She packed my bags took my keys
My suitcase by the door
You gotta believe me
You gotta believe me
It was a pocket dial
It was a pocket dial
Let me make it up to you ah ah
Let me show you how a real nigga do
Let me fly you first class to Cancun
It was a pocket dial
It was a pocket dial
I called my ex it was a pocket dial
I swear to God i feel like I'm in trial
Cause your asking all these questions
Fuck what you heard bitch I'm you're best friend
I called my ex it was a pocket dial
I swear to God i feel like I'm in trial
Cause your asking all these questions
Fuck what you heard bitch I'm you're best friend
Pocket dial
Pocket nah no no no
Pocket dial
You gotta believe me
You gotta believe me
It was a huh huhhh yh
Gotta apologise to my ex she's mad she's seen my call log
It said I called one my exes it was a pocket dial
How can I get you to believe me
Coincidental she said really
I cut these hoes off but you still going off
You think that I'm lying in your sheets i lie in
You gotta believe me
You gotta believe me
It was a pocket dial
It was a pocket dial
You're swearing in my face calling me a liar
You need some restraint before you set this shit on fire
Your asking for passwords cause you don't trust my words
It was a pocket dial
It was a pocket dial
These hoes mean nuttin to me
For you pussy Course im a fiend
Let me make it up to you oh oh
Let me show you I love you oh oh
Let me show what thug do oh oh
Girl let me compensate for all the fucking damages
Take you Dior buy a bag for your troubles and
You gotta believe me
You gotta believe me
It was a pocket dial
It was a pocket dial
I called my ex it was a pocket dial
I swear to God i feel like I'm in trial
Cause your asking all these questions
Fuck what you heard bitch I'm you're best friend
I called my ex it was a pocket dial
I swear to God i feel like I'm in trial
Cause your asking all these questions
Fuck what you heard bitch I'm you're best friend
She ain't convinced she asking why that number on my phone
Thought i deleted but I didn't my bad I was wrong
If it was you in my shoes yh yh
Would you believe you too huh huh
Aaahh nahhhh I can't trust you no more
She packed my bags took my keys
My suitcase by the door
You gotta believe me
You gotta believe me
It was a pocket dial
It was a pocket dial
Let me make it up to you ah ah
Let me show you how a real nigga do
Let me fly you first class to Cancun
It was a pocket dial
It was a pocket dial
I called my ex it was a pocket dial
I swear to God i feel like I'm in trial
Cause your asking all these questions
Fuck what you heard bitch I'm you're best friend
I called my ex it was a pocket dial
I swear to God i feel like I'm in trial
Cause your asking all these questions
Fuck what you heard bitch I'm you're best friend
Pocket dial
Pocket nah no no no
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Writer(s): Samira Arriagada
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