kiss me thru the phone

I'm on my way, I'll see you later, yeah the stars look nice, but your smile looks better

I've been on my own for too long, it's cold

Baby, grab my hand Can you kiss me through the phone (Kiss me through the phone)

And you bad, you know it (Know it) And you cool, you just fuck with the motion (Motion)

In my house I'm just making these songs (Songs), in the crib, and I feel like a poet

Smoke dope, get high as shit (High as shit) And she said I'm a piece of shit (Piece of shit)

But it's okay got a new girl, got a new bitch

She go crazy, she do trick on the dick (Trick on the dick), shoot like Curry, I won't never won't miss

Riding sturdy with bikes in this bitch (Bikes in this bitch), on the top feel like Bryce in this bitch

I'm Exchange like Bryson, My bitch, my bitch, my bitch, my bitch