iPhone

I'm tryna stay up off my iPhone

Told my bitch I love you, that was just a typo

That bitch drive me crazy, she gone make me psycho

Everything I been through, it's something only I know

Ay, I'm tryna stay up off my iPhone

Told my bitch I love you, that was just a typo

That bitch drive me crazy, she gone make me psycho

Everything I been through, it's something only I know, ay

I'm a legend just like Michael

My bitch is ungrateful so I'm out with my side hoe

She gone treat me different, I should make her my hoe

She don't need no surgery, she don't got no lypo

But she got that ass though, told her how to throw it right

She treat me like a motorcycle, ride me like a motorbike, vroom

I just took off, check the speed

I just made 100K off a show

I just made 50K off of weed

You know I like to play with yo hoe

I choke her and pull out her weave

I told her, "Bae I gotta go"

She begging me stay over please

I gotta leave boo

I don't wanna mislead you

I just wanna please you

She looked and said, "Me too"

So I let her ride out

She like how we vibe out

But if you pick my phone up I'ma put you in time out

'Cause I'm

I'm tryna stay up off my iPhone

Told my bitch I love you, that was just a typo

That bitch drive me crazy, she gone make me psycho

Everything I been through, it's something only I know

Ay, I'm tryna stay up off my iPhone

Told my bitch I love you, that was just a typo

That bitch drive me crazy, she gone make me psycho

Everything I been through, it's something only I know

I'm 'bout to tell my dude I love him, then I'm gonna dump him

'Cause to be honest I put my side nigga above him

Tell him that I know that he creeping with that hoe

That's why I'm fucking that nigga that I be calling my bro

Middle finger, fuck a-you

Who the fuck is you?

This L is for you

I'ma take a W

Fuck on the dick then I fuck up a check

He say he want a kiss but I give him a peck

I said call me Aretha, I want my respect

When you niggas get stupid it's plenty on deck

Ain't about to be sitting home crying for you

Better get one and pick if you buy it in blue

All these niggas is lined up eyeing the coupe

Because taking your spot what they dying to do

Ayo open the door, give me my clothes

Throw me the keys 'cause I'm taking the Rolls

Get any closer we coming to blows

You get the picture, ain't talking a pose

I mean who doing it, doing it

Like we doing it, doing it

Why you ruin it, ruin it

Here we go

How you ain't know a queen from a rat

She saw that cheese now you 'bout to get trapped

How you ain't know a queen from a rat

I run and you gon' be doubling back

I'm tryna stay up off my iPhone

Told my bitch I love you, that was just a typo

That bitch drive me crazy, she gone make me psycho

Everything I been through, it's something only I know

Ay, I'm tryna stay up off my iPhone

Told my bitch I love you, that was just a typo

That bitch drive me crazy, she gone make me psycho

Everything I been through, it's something only I know

Ain't no typo, ain't no Michael

Ain't a psycho, fuck your iPhone

(Yeah)

Fuck your iPhone