JAIL PHONE

Switch lanes
While I'm riding in a foreign
I might go insane
Now she calling me a villain
Mask on like I'm bane
Why she look at me like she don't know me
But she know my name

And then she gave me top
I'm smoking on the runtz'
And I don't give a fuck I'm doing my own stunts
She hit my line and I ignore it, I can't talk right now
She was a trap but I went through it I cant fall back down
(Ohhh, yeah yeah)

Now she getting mad cause I ain't pick up on a jail phone
Sorry I'm not sorry bitch, bitch I blocked you in my cell hoe
Bad lil' bitch she slurping and she jerking with new nails on
Cash inside my pants its getting spent before its stale though

Now she getting mad cause I ain't pick up on a jail phone
Sorry I'm not sorry bitch, bitch I blocked you in my cell hoe
Bad lil' bitch she slurping and she jerking with new nails on
Cash inside my pants its getting spent before its stale though

I'm chilling in a grey zone
She want my number back, I gave her just a payphone
I hear it ring and I ain't pick up gotta lay low
I got a badder bitch and she do what I say so
I hope that they know
Please just don't get mad ain't trying to get you in your feelings
I got me all the new shit, got the stars up in the ceiling
I ain't got nothing to hide
I ain't got shit I'm concealing
I know later down the line, she gone tell me that she feels it

Now she getting mad cause I ain't pick up on a jail phone
Sorry I'm not sorry bitch, bitch I blocked you in my cell hoe
Bad lil' bitch she slurping and she jerking with new nails on
Cash inside my pants its getting spent before its stale though

Now she getting mad cause I ain't pick up on a jail phone
Sorry I'm not sorry bitch, bitch I blocked you in my cell hoe
Bad lil' bitch she slurping and she jerking with new nails on
Cash inside my pants its getting spent before its stale though

And my jeans they number nines
Compare me to your ex, Ima look one of a kind
I put diamonds on my teeth, so when I smile you know they shine
No matter what happens to me, soon I'll be rich so I'll be fine
And put my money in my grave but I swear to god I'll never die
And I still be looking young but I ain't dumb
Making moves like this shit chess and just for fun
If I really wanted to, I could be the number one
But I've been walking lately, so I think it's time that I should run

Now she getting mad cause I ain't pick up on a jail phone
Sorry I'm not sorry bitch, bitch I blocked you in my cell hoe
Bad lil' bitch she slurping and she jerking with new nails on
Cash inside my pants its getting spent before its stale though

Now she getting mad cause I ain't pick up on a jail phone
Sorry I'm not sorry bitch, bitch I blocked you in my cell hoe
Bad lil' bitch she slurping and she jerking with new nails on
Cash inside my pants its getting spent before its stale though



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Writer(s): Ivan Pynkevych, Timothy Mccowen
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