Blowin' My Phone Lyrics

(Let's go!)

(For real)

Been up all night, like damn!

She blowin' my phone, like, uh

She blowin' my phone, like damn!

You know I'm comin' home, like damn!

She want me to come home now

You know I'm gon' smoke you out,

You know I'm gon' smoke you out!

Before I ever give you this crown

I'ma test you to see if you down

It's a few things I don't allow

No disrespect, but you loud

If I dig right inside of my pocket, don't expect nothin'

And I see all of your friends watchin', them the messy ones

Thanking God I can feel for desire

Baby, you already know you're fire

I said most of these bitches one-nighters

Wanna fuck on me cause my attire

And she really love all my jams

And she really want me to take her ass down

She put her hand all in my pants

I say slow down girl, you're moving too fast,

When a nigga make a hundred million that's when I might rest

Two best friends looking at me and I think that they lesbians

They just want my gold, they don't know my goals

Can't fuck with no hoe, that stress me

But, all of these bitches so messy, like damn!

Been up all night, like damn!

She blowin' my phone, like, uh

She blowin' my phone, like damn!

You know I'm comin' home, like damn!

She want me to come home now

You know I'm gon' smoke you out,

You know I'm gon' smoke you out!

Before I ever give you this crown

I'ma test you to see if you down

It's a few things I don't allow

No disrespect, but you loud

If I dig right inside of my pocket, don't expect nothin'

And I see all of your friends watchin', them the messy ones

(Huh, huh, huh)

(Huh, huh, huh, huh)