Fuck Facetime Lyrics

With who

The girl next door, you know

Yo man

Fuck, knock down your next door

Uh, running like Barry, niggas be scary

Don't, don't gotta chop thats the day you get buried

Heard, heard he was talking that shit on the net

But these niggas be popped like a motherfucking cherry

Oh thats your bitch in the spot doing seven

I keep a G, everywhere that im steppin

Oh she be fucking my niggas, for get back bet

I, I'm posted up with her friend

She tryna FaceTime, not tryna waste time

Shawty what's up with that neck

I, I was outside in the daytime

Trapping at night, but I know you was pussy I guess

Slipped to the spot, pulled a rack, oh he died

If They talking on chase for a bag, get you fried

Tell my bitch, I'm in love every time, but I lie

Shit, I took a perk finna dive in

Shawty be wet, niggas be talking on gang

But we know that they Pockets is dead

Slide in a hoopty, red and green beam on his chest

Like I just got a chop out of Gucci, I'm trynna

Blitz, blitz, I'ma be good at the top if you know how I get it

Oh he want play, he don't be coming outside

When he do, he be tucking his chain

I get love in my city, walk down nigga like gimme

Chop gonna punch like a jab, I made him hop like Bad Bunny

You don't smoke weed, get taxed

I'm in a club with a bitch, she be popping her titties

Shawty want fuck all the guys in the city, I got a mic in my hand

Niggas be talking about money, ain't touching a band

I be like, what? I'm trynna bang

Walk out the crib with that shit let it hang

I'm getting bank, and do not pay with them niggas

You know they be punching like tank

Bitch, I'm geek, don't try and run

It's been a week, trying to have fun

Niggas be talking that hot, but in person they hush

Shawty was trying to back door me, but bitch got cut

He think it's fight night, turn his shirt tie-dye

I been so high, I don't think I came down

Walk in the club, with this bitch aimed down

And im smoking his mans but this shit aint loud

Came in this bitch so geek, niggas be pussy aint talking that hot shit with me

They told me chill, why they talking to me

And she mad, she ain't smoke, I ain't sparking for free

Got a bitch every day, making bands on a regular

He do not be on that block, we ain't letting him

Sliding with five, every time she leave the crib

I'm like baby, you leave an aquarium

We know he pussy, no GBG baby

Come to my city and see how they made me

I be on hots, you ain't notice

Hand in my face, and I'm shooting like Yokić

I cannot fuck with that bitch, need her friends

Heard he was talking that shit, I'm on 10

I'm trynna bend

If they keep talking that hot, like I'm tony they meeting my friend

Bitch, running like Barry

Niggas be scary

Don't got a chop, thats the day you get Burried

Heard he was talking that shit on the net, but these niggas be popped like a motherfucking

cherry

Oh thats your bitch in the spot doing seven

I keep a G everywhere that I'm stepping

Oh she be fucking my niggas, for get back bet

I'm posted up with her friend

She's trying to FaceTime, not trying to waste time

Shawty what's up with that neck

I was outside in the daytime, trapping at night, but I know you was busy I guess

Slipped to the spot, pull the rack, oh he died

If he talking on chase for a bag, get you fried

Tell my bitch im in love evertime , but I lie, shit, I took a perc finna dive in