Lyrics Phone On the Charger (feat. Droop) - Don Monét

Phone on the charger
And I'm on the way
You know
I'ma check-in
But I never stay
I got
Many reasons why I like to play
Shit I like to say
Like I won't see you till whenever day
And If I gotta pay
I want it Ándale and never later
This ain't St Tropez
Lil bit we in decatur
Think I got a pager
How I grab my hip
Shoot him like a movie clip
And who he wit
Swear his last words
Was how he do that shit

As captivating as ya favorite author
Treat you like a daughter
You respect me cause it get you farther
Good for you like water
But don't think Im not the deep end
All you niggas weak
You bitches softer than the weekend
Doc inside the bubble
You lose and you in trouble
Me Droop was talking lemon pepper wings
Inside the huddle
And now we need that payment plus the interest
On the double
See my bitches don't cuddle
I just stomp all in her puddle
Check the hustle

Gun on the table while I'm bagging up
And listening to they stories shit ain't adding up
And lake show on ya hoe
I got the Magic touch yeah
For them carrots she might fuck you like a rabbit bruh
Man I told my barber I need a temp fade
Tryna get the money shit 10 ways
When it comes to rap I'm niggas sensai
My dogs moving truckloads yeah just like Penske
Wearing Prada Cologne
It make your bitch Frisky