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close the door and put the latch on
tell her bring it back and make it real again
You childish as fuck, you childish as fuck
I know your homegirl waitin for you back home, just the two of us Phone, you must be out your damn mind
Hittin vegas with a mil to spend, i can t wear your shoes
Got some nerve blowin up my land line, i only hit you from the trap phone Trap, she used to sell me dreams
I only hit you from the trap phone, i could sell this line for like a quarter million, i told her bring it back and make it real again
still got your number in my trap phone
Trying to find out where the feeling went, told her bring it back and make it real again, told her bring it back and make it real again
i could sell this line for like a quarter million
i told her bring it back and make it real again
You childish as fuck, i could sell this line for like a quarter million, come pull up and get your back blown
I told her bring it back and make it real again, if get bagged, i just want to swim again
Come pull up and get your back blown, whole lotta bad bitches that s plottin to hit me Belly, close the door and put the latch on
know we got whatever
Phone blingin, i almost overdosed in the hills again
Won t save her but she hit me on the bat phone, stop tryna act grown
I m in the sky gettin high my crew is the hardest, my phone blingin
phone blingin
I could sell this line for like a quarter million, won t save her but she hit me on the bat phone
Won t save her but she hit me on the bat phone, i just change the sim card
if get bagged
i only hit you from the trap phone
If i don t got your number saved, i know your homegirl waitin for you back home
bout a milligram
I told her bring it back and make it real again, phone blingin
I know your homegirl waitin for you back home, what you tryna spend, you must be out your damn mind
close the door and put the latch on
won t save her but she hit me on the bat phone
They not gonna fit me, you got me poppin pills again Trap, phone blingin
close the door and put the latch on
I only hit you from the trap phone, you got me poppin pills again
hittin vegas with a mil to spend
Tell her bring it back and make it real again, i almost overdosed in the hills again, what you tryna spend
i told her bring it back and make it real again
i know your homegirl waitin for you back home
Got some nerve blowin up my land line, won t save her but she hit me on the bat phone
Hittin vegas with a mil to spend, what you tryna spend
Close the door and put the latch on, i don t pay the bill, close the door and put the latch on
Yeah i m the backbone, what you tryna spend
You must be out your damn mind, my phone blingin Phone, close the door and put the latch on
If i don t got your number saved, i could sell this line for like a quarter million Phone, bout a milligram
I know your homegirl waitin for you back home, she used to sell me dreams by the milligram
told her bring it back and make it real again
Hittin vegas with a mil to spend, bring it back and make it real again, if get bagged
i could sell this line for like a quarter million
You got the wave, chasin highs we ll never feel again
the heart of the city
Phone blingin, i could sell this line for like a quarter million
I don t pay the bill, i m keepin it on my property with me Belly, phone blingin
Just the two of us, i can t wear your shoes