Phone Lit

Hello?

(Got my, got my lit

Got my phone lit

Got my phone lit

Got my phone lit

Got my, got my, lit)

Yeah

(Got my phone lit)

Yeah, yeah

(Got my phone lit)

Yeah

(Got my phone lit)

Yeah, yeah

(Got my, got my, lit)

Yeah

(Got my phone lit)

Yeah, yeah

(Got my phone lit)

Yeah

Got my phone lit

Yeah, yeah

Give it to me one time

Once I put it down, girl I bet you'll love me long time

Tickets on my phone line

We gon' break it down, middle finger to the one time

Tickets on my phone line

We gon' break it down, middle finger to 'em one time

Give it to me one time

Once I put it down, girl I bet you'll love me long time

Got my phone lit

Fuckin' up the town, got my phone lit

Got my phone lit

I done touched down, got my phone lit

Got my phone lit

Fuckin' up the town, got my phone lit

Got my phone lit

I done touched down, got my phone lit

I can hear the stripper

Once I give her to my niggas my feelings'll make her bitter

Type of bitch that makes average niggas change up their livin'

Trickin', 'bout to run up the credit max out the limit

Coke and marijuana, that molly I'm out here with it

Plus my Maserati that new edition, that Michael Bivins

Diamonds, diamonds, coppin', I profit on opposition

And my Maserati that new edition, that Michael Bivins, yeah

Give it to me one time

Once I put it down, girl I bet you'll love me long time

Tickets on my phone line

We gon' break it down, middle finger to 'em one time

Tickets on my phone line

We gon' break it down, middle finger to the one time

Give it to me one time

Once I put it down, girl I bet you'll love me long time

Got my phone lit

Fuckin' up the town, got my phone lit

Got my phone lit

I done touched down, got my phone lit

Got my phone lit

Fuckin' up the town, got my phone lit

Got my phone lit

I done touched down, got my phone lit

Yeah, they say the real niggas never die

I swear my niggas would do bids to spot a nigga dead

I went by baby [?] you was candy red

I put that there my mama, [?]

I put that there on my mama, streets'll never forget you

Them niggas basic, to hit you, boy they was soft as tissue

Rolled up with so many choppas lookin' like a militia

Chopper go pop, ain't no snitches, my niggas know the business

Yeah she know the business and that pussy hit me like wow

Stuck in the cell, I wish I had that pussy right now

I like to see it, I don't need it with the lights down

Your nigga trippin', tell that pussy nigga pipe down

Sellin' yola [?] like Bobby Brown

Maserati Michael Bivins, nigga, that new edition

Pray my baby never end up payin' for my decisions

Treat her different [?] ain't used to my type of livin'

Give it to me one time

Once I put it down, girl I bet you'll love me long time

Tickets on my phone line

We gon' break it down, middle finger to 'em one time

Tickets on my phone line

We gon' break it down, middle finger to the one time

Give it to me one time

Once I put it down, girl I bet you'll love me long time

Got my phone lit

Fuckin' up the town, got my phone lit

Got my phone lit

I done touched down, got my phone lit

Got my phone lit

Fuckin' up the town, got my phone lit

Got my phone lit

I done touched down, got my phone lit

Rollin' up a blunt

(You don't even... I thought you don't even smoke no more)

Nah I smoke sometimes, I just don't, I don't drink

(See I don't even know this person, 'cause when you was out of the country you was completely a sober person)