my Phone (feat. YAMEII)

223s make em move so I call them bitches jagger Give a round of applause but the Glock is not a clapper Throwing bullets hella fast like a fucking quarter backer Tryna hawk a nigga down like we put em on a tracker Got the scammers tappin in but I've never been a hacker Caught that nigga with no pole damn I knew he was a lacker I been climbing to the top hope I never drop the ladder Why you claiming you a killer when that she don't even matter Pour a pint in to a sprite and now I'm fucking up my bladder Steady making all these songs but don't confuse me for a rapper Hella bricks construction man I'm a muck facing trapper Green dots will cross em off like I'm playing for the packer Smoking gram after gram but I'm not talking bout a cracker Hit a nigga with a rock till I see his body splatter Walk around like a dyke see a opp and up the strapper When I pull droppin body love to see them niggas scatter Nigga claim his pocket swole but my pockets hella fatter Got it tucked in turtle necks and I promise it's a snapper Get to shooting up a party I ain't come to chitter chatter Everybody stop and stare Cuhz I walked in with the swagger I just wanna let y'all know Y'all niggas still some hoes Savage back and I'm back to stay Album dropping at the end of may So stay tuned Bitch