fsg rell – phone talk lyrics
(intro: rno hollyhood)
holly
aye
(chorus: rno hollyhood)
gotta phone for the plug
gotta phone for the fiends
gotta safe for the drugs
gotta safe for the green
count so much paper i need a machine
posted up with my n+ggas all hittas on my team
(verse 1: rno hollyhood)
you think sh+t is sweet, but it isn’t what it seem
i’m stuck in the bando with junkies and the fiends
they sleeping on me, but a n+gga got a dream
i’m stuck in the trap man this isn’t what it seem
finger f+cking money only with the beans
rocking with the bro’s n+ggas on the team
n+ggas switching sides, ain’t no in between
balling on the court, handle on a bean
shake a n+gga up call it tween tween
i ain’t fish filay, i ain’t chick+fil+a
swear to god n+gga got that bricks today
hit my bro yeah he got them scripts today
holly got the trap, about to lift the weight
told my mom i’m a get us out this place
time ticking so i gotta make a way
bagging up work is the harder way
got packs like trap harder way
bang on em yeah the vince carter way
9 on me n+gga tony parker way
i just get this money and i do my thing
b+tches on me i don’t need no wedding ring
i’m sauced up, fried chicken wing
hoping life start to bring some better things
living large, living fast
thick b+tches, lotta ass
blue smurfs, lotta cash
shotty put em in a body bag
you don’t want to see that shoddy blast
shotty take his whole upper half
stay lowkey mind on the bag
remember nights i ain’t have no cash
momma had me looking for the other half
bills coming in man sh+t was looking sad
wake up sh+t still looking bad
gotta make a move, plug where you at
slid to the city met em on the ave
he said he got it in, i said i’m coming back
back and forth like a n+gga running laps
sh+t went smooth when i hit the trap
woo
(chorus: rno hollyhood)
gotta phone for the plug
gotta phone for the fiends
gotta safe for the drugs
gotta safe for the green
count so much paper i need a machine
posted up with my n+ggas all hittas on my team
gotta phone for the plug
gotta phone for the fiends
gotta safe for the drugs
gotta safe for the green
count so much paper i need a machine
posted up with my n+ggas all hittas on my team
(verse 2: fsg rell)
they gone say rell man i think that n+gga died
you tried
they gone say rell ain’t got a lock on the streets, n+gga you fried
last n+gga i thought was my competition, sent em to god
ya favorite rapper a fraud and you know it
he don’t put work in, just look in his eyes
wanna talk money i spend it
my cash don’t got limits
pass the rock ben simmons
benjamin’s my religion
blood on me i’m christian
two bad b+tches kissing
whipping and whipping aye
whipping and whipping aye
n+ggas keep calling my phone, what the f+ck do you need
gotta phone for the plug, gotta phone for the fiends
gotta pack for the players, gotta sack for the team
gotta safe for the drugs and i gotta safe for the weed
yigga don’t get it twisted
me and my n+ggas be shooting and hitting
you and ya n+ggas be shooting and missing
on top of that y’all be shooting and snitching
real n+ggas know you can’t beef with no snitches
i got the ladder on me in the trenches
let n+ggas talk all the bullsh+t dismiss it
phone worth a milli, now watch how i flip it
woo
(chorus: rno hollyhood)
gotta phone for the plug
gotta phone for the fiends
gotta safe for the drugs
gotta safe for the green
count so much paper i need a machine
posted up with my n+ggas all hittas on my team
gotta phone for the plug
gotta phone for the fiends
gotta safe for the drugs
gotta safe for the green
count so much paper i need a machine
posted up with my n+ggas all hittas on my team
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