Текст Don Toliver – Phone

Yung Lan on the track
Yeah, yeah

Got the, got the p’s going, on my phone (Yeah)
She say I’m in my zone

In the trap, with a.30 and a flip phone (Alright)
Know they hit my line and I got the same ringtone
Fucking on your bitch, told her hold it, keep the ring on (Yeah)
This is not a game, or a place for a sing along (Haha)
Pull up in a whip, saw your girl, I’ma bring her home (Skrt, skrt)
Ride around the block, when it’s cold, got the heater on
Play around if you want, do your debt, I’ma let you go (Brr)
Yeah I’m going, go, got the dough, it’s from Mexico
I got it out the bowl, paid his toll
For the heavy load, shit’s outta control
On the low, I’m ready to blow, aim it at the bowl
But I know, thumbing in the dope
Play around with it, die
Where are your bowels, then you’ll really get smoked (Yeah)

Got the, got the p’s going, on my phone (Yeah)
She say I’m in my zone
Please leave me alone (Alright)
I came with the snow
Get it for the low (Yeah, alright)
She said I bought a ho
That’s not where we go (Uh)
Got the, got the p’s going, on my phone (Alright)
She say I’m in my zone
Please leave me alone (Alright)
I came with the snow
Get it for the low (Yeah, alright)
She said I bought a ho
That’s not where we go (Alright)

I’m running my bag up (Huh)
I need a check, I need the cash, told her to stand up
I’m fucking that bitch with her legs up (Yeah)
I’m shooting niggas with they hands up
I’m holding this money but rent’s up
I took your little bitch, she’s a dancer (Haha)
I pulled off in an Aston (Skrt)
I got the money, why you asking (Skrt)
I’m high as hell, I’m on NASA
But that’s the Lord, I gotta fast
Smith and Weston, my blaster
Dying, a natural disaster (Haha)
I decided to Abracadabra
Silk be my fabric
Stacking on my cabbage
You silly rabbit (Haha)
Tricks, you can’t have it (Yeah)
God, I’m a savage
I’ma pull up, you want damage
I’m at Brinks, doing rackets
I got it, in a package
PS, Fedex in the mail, I’m with havoc (Yeah)

Got the, got the p’s going, on my phone (Yeah)
She say I’m in my zone
Please leave me alone (Alright)
I came with the snow
Get it for the low
She said I bought a ho
That’s not where we go (Uh)
Got the, got the p’s going, on my phone (Alright)
She say I’m in my zone
Please leave me alone (Alright)
I came with the snow
Get it for the low (Yeah, alright)
She said I bought a ho
That’s not where we go (Alright)

Haha
Bamba Clat don’t want no smoke with the real done dada
Buck, buck, buck, buck
Yeah, yeah, yeah