Lyrics Phone Ringing - Rob49
Yeah
He
pushin'
fu'
Yeah,
man
Yeah
All
his
shit
the
same
I
still
sell
ten
p's
every
day
(yeah)
I
still
be
on
the
food
with
all
my
bitches
in
the
A
(all
my
bitches
in
the
A)
Yeah,
I
broke
the
law
with
Lo,
I
got
that
bag,
I
couldn't
wait
(alright)
To
put
my
niggas
on,
sell
two-fifty
of
that
strong,
nigga
(yeah)
Who
they
talkin'
'bout?
I
got
away
with
it,
and
I
don't
know
(shit)
Askin'
'bout
49,
they
set
you
straight,
they
got
them
golds
in
(they
got
them
golds
in)
Millie
got
Amiri
(yeah),
T
man
got
a
shh
(T
man
got
a
shh)
I
don't
wan'
talk
no
more
on
this
song,
I
still
be
thuggin',
I'm
pimpin'
(yeah)
Feel
like
my
phone
tapped,
I
don't
even
wan'
talk
to
my
big
brother
(talk
to
my
big
brother)
He
gon'
talk
in
court,
but
he
take
too
long,
he
got
that
stutter
with
it
(yeah)
Told
him
I'm
gon'
die
behind
this
blood,
I
ain't
them
other
niggas
(alright)
He
know
this
shit
deeper,
still
fuckin'
on
niggas
bitches
(yeah)
Still
rockin'
Amiri
denim,
yeah
I'm
a
schemer
(alright)
Still
a
demon
(alright)
I'm
deceivin'
(I'm
deceiving)
Sky
look
good,
Cam
good,
my
mama
good,
Kel
good,
she's
good,
Kacey
good
They
know
I
don't
give
no
fucks
They
know
I'm
gon'
die
'bout
Lil
Roman
if
you
play
with
him
They
know
I
be
workin'
every
day
just
like
a
Mexican
They
know
I'm
gon'
fuck
her
good
and
kick
her
out
my
residence
And
I
got
on
Gucci
kicks,
they
know
where
my
fetish
is
Palm
Angel,
Amiri
denims,
slim
fit,
T-Shirt
Left
his
ho
around
me,
feel
like
finders
keepers
They
know
I'm
gon'
die
about
my
blood,
that's
my
people
And
I
still
be
dogging
on
my
hoes
'cause
I
don't
need
'em
Hold
up,
my
phone
ringin',
trap
callin',
boom,
boom
I
just
took
my
chain
off,
49
tryna
do
somethin'
Niggas
know
my
face
card,
I
can
get
them
loads
in
Lo'
good,
lo'
strong,
lo'
gone
Alright,
crazy-ass,
I
wanna
talk
to
niggas
(yeah)
I
still
be
in
my
project
every
day
still
be
trippin'
I
still
be
gettin'
them
loads
in,
loads
gone
for
'em
I
still
be
in
my,
uh
Yeah,
and
I...
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