LANDLINE Lyrics

I ain't fuckin picking up the phone

Fuck if I know

Don't know when I'm getting back home

Fuck if I know

I'm to the game like a dog to the bone

Fuck if I know

I'm piercing the mix like a high note

I could break your back like a chiro-

Practor, practicing my hiero-

Glyphics

Are you a rapper or

Cleo-cleo-cleo-cleopatra

Need a protractor

To see every angle that I could come at ya

Praying to the pastor

Won't help you know cuz I'm here not after

It don't fucking matter

If you are a cancer

No discrimination

I am not Saturn

I am not the moon no

I am not a pattern

I am disaster

And I'm coming faster than God's son

All I here is pitter-patter

All across the rooftop

Oh he just a cracker

And he playing dress-up

Halloween rapper

Watch a shitty movie

Yall are just actors

You don't play a factor

Hollup it's ronnie fire in the gas

Where's he been hiding

He been mixing in the back

Where I'm going it don't really fucking matter

Hydrate and sipping water tryna drown out the chatter

I get irked when you talking family matters

Lurk like a ghost

Breathing down my neck and it shows

Two shows turn to fifty on the road

You dropped 250 on a coat

Runindunidunwhenicominfodem

Wait

You musta thought that I choked

It's a joke like Joe having goals

Who's Joe?

Jo mama use her throat for a comma

Stiff heart slick from the drama

I'm on the mat and I'm eyeing Rhonda

Flip the switch or script

Either way I'm hitting swish

In the belly of a bitch

But I can't stomach this for what it is

A cheating snitch

Wishing he was gold to get caught in Harry's lips