PHONOPHOBIA ft. TH3PROCESS & STONEYB!TCH Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Swear she can see it in my face
I'm fucking wasted
It's like we're here
But now my mind is outer space
So many reasons to chase pleasing
Through this hatred
But im gonna chill when I can spend it in they Face
Face dat
Jay be like my problems
I ain't here to fucking waste that
I been fuckin balling
Since my calling jumped in place
Racks raining gotta catch 'em
For they stash em all away
Bino bounced this shit
We maul it like we caught a murder case
I don't know what y'all gon call it
We evolved and changed our ways
Grind out my quotas today
Chasing the money i need to be paid
I ain't seen a meal or a shower today
Cause i'm hustling
Struggle to juggle the fame
Finna muscle through trouble
And tussle with greats
Run up double
Then switch out the motherfucking plates
Thick bitch
Ass fat
That shit hold my paper down
Sick shit
Hazmat
Still we movin weight around
Spliff hit
Pass that
You know i don't play around
Teller hand me stacks
Count it up
That shit my favorite sound
Way that I'm movin elite
I met a shorty from Greece
Told her a boy from the east
Now she be fuckin with me
I know that shorty belong to the streets
If I call her once then I know she gonna eat
Her nigga been buggin' he don't want no beef
That nigga vegan he never eat meat
I pull up and throw hands
That nigga be sleep
Them bullets gonna hit him like
Mink Mink Mink Mink
They be like
Bino why you so egregious
You poppin off and you don't need a reason
Look in the mirror
I look at a king
Damn why a nigga so fresh and so clean
Shorty wanna fuck with the best in the ring
Told her to be my little thingy-thing-thing
All in her guts
And I make that hoe sing
Sativa indica burn everything
Turn to a monster
I murder the scene
These niggas be hobbits
I'm lord of the rings
Real nigga blood
That shit run through my veins
On my soul
It's a wrap when I step in the game
On my soul
It's a wrap when I step in the game
Bro put the motherfucking mic in my hand
He told me Stoney you better slide
I'm ready you ready I'm with it and willing just Hold up I gotta get fried
Cranking and cruisin we get into it
Tell all the homies to hop in the ride
Doing the dash to Stacy
We so wavy baby long tide
Bitches jealous of my baby driving my crazy
Tell them get off of my line
I just been running round trying to get to the Bag
And get to the shit that a bitch never had
Please steer clear I'm trying to pass
These niggas they ain't up in my class
They ain't on my level but still on my ass
Swerve through the lanes I'm going too fast
My niggas hungry creeping with the mask
So much pressure on me turn me to a diamond
All these bitches show love to me I'm they
Highness
I smoke the finest tree I get the highest
Shorty move that thing on me I get behind
Shorty blowing up my phone and I decline it
Shorty love that I'm laid back i be reclining Yeah
Standing on my business know I love that type Of timing
I just be rolling up motherfucking weed
Yo shorty patrolling
Like she own the streets
If Process got opps
Then we popping off shots
Had to tell them to pull up you know where we Be
You know where we be steady moving with ease
Dropping the top when we roll through the Streets
I ain't with the drama to often
But my niggas drop in
To blow up the whole fucking scene
And my Haki going to show cause my aura Supreme
Blowing through trees, hella serene
Mobbing and making moves with the team
Could get shot by the dot
Finna cop a whole beam
Maneuver to that fucking cream
Mobbing and making moves with the team
Cause we on our way
Cause we on our way
Cause we on our way