cellphone and fake bitches

Bunch of fake bitches go around me on my cellphone Let me know I can't listen to a hoe Bunch of fake bitches go around me on my cellphone Let me know I can't let her go away Bunch of fake bitches go around me on my cellphone She run over Now she miss her clothes Bunch of fake bitches go around me on my cellphone Who to call Don't know who to call Bunch of fake bitches On my cellphone On my cellphone Bunch of fake bitches On my cellphone Cellphone and fake bitches Alright I don't give a f*ck Wake up think I give up Messed up I messed up Hoe said she don't want love Who said I don't want trust Too bad I don't give a f*ck Like I can't change I might get a chain chain So it can go blang blang Get high for a day day Wake up, do it again High like a plane Bitch gotta know, I ain't playing Fucked up of these drugs Good at steering Hoped out the whip Ain't crashed And hoped back in it Ask me Never seen this tree Don't know who hit it Ain't hard for me Don't ask what I'm feeling Pardon me Was lit as f*ck I know, I did it My bitch want to dip Maybe I'm leaving My bitch suck dick I know, I feel it She might bite it If her head stop spinning She don't like it When I'm home for a weekend I don't like it When I'm home for a weekend I get fucked up Don't know what I'm feeling Our luck ain't up Out the window screaming Luck ain't up Out the car window screaming Drugs in the car Don't know what I'm thinking Man f*ck a cop Go down I'm leaving Fake bitches on my cellphone Bunch of fake bitches Fake bitches on my cellphone Go around me on my cellphone Fake bitches on my cellphone Bunch of fake bitches Bunch of fake bitches go around me on my cellphone Let me know I can't listen to a hoe Bunch of fake bitches go around me on my cellphone Let me know I can't let her go away Bunch of fake bitches on my cellphone She come over Now she miss her clothes Bunch of fake bitches On my cellphone Cellphone and fake bitches