Lyrics Phone down - Ros

Ay, yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Put your phone down, down, down
Bae look at me when I'm made up
Bae look at me when I'm made up
Ay, put your phone down, down, down
Baby you can do that later
Baby you can do that later
Listen, uh
If they coming for me I'ma bring it to 'em
I'ma pull up on 'em, whip em, then I move 'em
Let my Donnas slew 'em, crush 'em, let 'em chew 'em
Touch my likkle bredda and I'm gonna do 'em
I ain't suicidal but I'm in the streets
At your door like, like it's trick or treat
Lifting hinges, heading straight to the P
I've been going hard I ain't had no sleep
I've been stressing out thinking 'bout this money
Told my mother I'ma, I'ma, make her proud of me
You ain't making money, you just on your phone
Come lets get this paper, boy, it's time to go
So put your phone down, down, down
Bae look at me when I'm made up
Bae look at me when I'm made up
Ay, put your phone down, down, down
Baby you can do that later
Baby you can do that later
Uh uh
Why you always got your phone in your hand?
I swear it's feeling like I ain't got a man
I just want to take it, run it over with a van
But I can't drive 'cause I'm still on a ban
Why you acting like we ain't got bills to pay?
No eye contact, boy, are you hearing me?
You buy ganja, now all your money done
Me affi make a move, me ah beg you fi yuh come
I've been stressing out thinking 'bout this money
Told my mother I'ma, I'ma, make her proud of me
You ain't making money, you just on your phone
Come lets get this paper, boy, it's time to go
So, put your phone down and keep your eyes on me
Baby don't tell me but show me say you'll love me
You love me long time so me want you shine for me
Look how the time fly and you still ah style on me
So, put your phone down, down, down
Bae look at me when I'm made up
Bae look at me when I'm made up
Yeah, put your phone down, down, down
Baby you can do that later
Baby you can do that later
Baby
I can't even lie, I think your phone is a distraction
I ain't even trippin' 'bout other niggas who at you
Bad bitch, snatch you, natural, classy
Do a lotta numbers, nothin 'bout me average
Committed to the streets but we make love just like we married
Whenever we in public, hold your hand, I ain't embarrassed
I know if it ain't nothin 'bout your business, you scroll past it
Who you on the phone with? We all the way in Paris
What's so important? You can't ignore it
Please put your phone down, you make me feel boring
I know I been touring and gone for a minute
Whenever I'm home, I give you every second
They on my line, I don't answer, I end it
I can call them back whenever it finish
I don't even care if it's about business, yeah
So, put your phone down, down, down
Bae look at me when I'm made up (bae look at me when I'm made)
Bae look at me when I'm made up (bae look at me when I'm made)
Yeah, put your phone down, down, down
Baby you can do that later (Baby you can do that late)
Baby you can do that later
Put it down, put it down, put it down (put it down, come here we go)
Put it down, put it down, put it down (put it down, put it down, oh)
Put it down, put it down,
Put it down (put it down, put it, baby come here we go)
Put it down, put it down, put it down (down, down, down)