Different Phone Lyrics

Fuckin' on another nigga, bitch, she don't even miss him

All these niggas speakin' on my name, I don't even diss them

Yeah, she know I got the sauce, yeah, I got the drizzle

She keep playin' all these games, she keep sendin' signals

I can't play all them games, I ain't solving riddles

I ain't like them other niggas, that just throw up symbols

I really want a bite, I really wanna nibble

Shawty pussy wet and it taste like Skittles

I knew Shawty was on go, when I made her giggle

Had to hit it real slow, cause her bones is brittle

She keep grabbin' on my side, that shit kinda tickle

Shawty got a fat ass, but her titties little

I knew that she wanted to fuck, cause I seen her nipples

Shawty pop all of my bands like she poppin' pimples

Shawty say she Christian, but she really sinful

If any niggas send a shot, I'ma send a missile

If I up this chop I got, all you here is cymbals

Bitch, I'm sneakin' in like Santa Claus on Christmas

These niggas got no money, they all doin' dishes

Baby, come with me, I can grant your wishes

I can't wait to take you home and get you out the bridges

Baby, can you listen, cause there's one condition

I ain't with the fake shit, I ain't flippin' switches

I been on a mission, cause I'm so ambitious

When I'm with my niggas, why you act suspicious

Cuttin' bitches off, my family tradition

Don't care about no other nigga, got no competition

I got all these other bitches in here wishing

Baby, after we get done, take your ass to the kitchen

You know I love your chicken, it be finger lickin

Shawty think I'm cheatin', but she really trippin

She left me fucked a nigga, that was my prediction

Now she comin' back like, baby, yeah, I miss you

I told you, yeah, I got the sauce, I got the drip, fool

She was fuckin' niggas, I was fuckin' bitches too

Shit came back like, I don't want these niggas, I want you

I said, I don't want these bitches either, they all fool

Just know that I'll never put all of my trust in you

Cause I know that anything you say cannot be true

Just know if you ever fuck up again then we through

Fuckin' on another nigga, bitch, she don't even miss him

All these niggas speakin' on my name, I don't even diss them

Yeah, she know I got the sauce, yeah, I got the drizzle

She keep playin' all these games, she keep sendin' signals

I can't play all them games, I ain't solving riddles

I ain't like them other niggas, that just throw up symbols

I really want a bite, I really wanna nibble

Shawty pussy wet and it taste like Skittles

BTS the gang nigga

Yung Sauce that's the name nigga

Got your bitch we on a plane, nigga

Yeah, I'm sippin' on this fucking lean nigga, lean nigga

I'm so faded, I just popped a bean niggas, bean nigga

Tell me what the fuck you thinkin

Cause I got some money, and you see my diamonds blinging

Fucking on these hoes, I take yo hoe every weekend

Now she comin' back, like, yeah baby, I miss you

I told her, I don't need you, so baby, get on with that shit, ayy