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icebirds - phone lyrics

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[intro]
he’s a phxntm

[chorus]
in the trap and i got it jumpin’ like my phone (i don’t give a f+ck)
gettin’ guap, runnin’ to that money, money long (aye)
bad b+tch, she keep callin’ my phone, still won’t leave me ’lone
smokin’ on exotic gas, look like i’m from hong kong (chinese)
when i’m sippin’ drank, and it keep me in my zone (drank)
if you talkin’ money, then you call me on my phone
and we makin’ million dollar plays off the phone (cellular)

[verse]
aye, and i keep that glock on me just like i keep my phone (phone)
rockin’ supreme, never rockin’ vlone
know i’ma drip, i’ma put that sh+t on (drip)
think i was born wit’ a heart made of chrome
i’m the realest, lets set it in stone (set)
aye, my money was little but now its grown up
could never belittle, i’m gettin’ big bucks (cash)
my diamonds gon’ tussle, it come from the hustle
i’m leavin’ a puddle, wherever i stand, i drip
i came from the struggle
brand new flintstone like barney rubble
and if you want it, my n+gga, you just gotta go get it
bussin’ down p’s of the midget
speakin’ all facts, no fiction
give me the pack, i’ma f+ck up the kitchen (kitchen)
aye, no t.o., i’m the rubber band man
talk all that sh+t, he gon’ talk on the stand
he think he hot, i came wit’ the fan (fan)
i’m on my phone makin’ plays in j+pan (cash)
i’m on my phone bussin’ juugs
if i hit for a milli’, then, sh+t would be good
lets get this sh+t understood
i be doin’ that sh+t that you wish you could
sliddin’ a exotic rental
n+ggas gon’ crash out off of fentanyl
i made a hunnid’ bands, all digital
she know i’m gettin’ checks like a physical (checks)
got guns like the army, big bullets like missles
i’m stackin’ the money, i’m coutin’ all zeros
she ain’t lookin’ for me, she need her a hero
i just made a easy bag like a free+throw
[chorus]
in the trap and i got it jumpin’ like my phone (i don’t give a f+ck)
gettin’ guap, runnin’ to that money, money long (aye)
bad b+tch, she keep callin’ my phone, still won’t leave me ‘lone (still won’t leave me ‘lone)
smokin’ on exotic gas, look like i’m from hong kong (chinese)
when i’m sippin’ drank, and it keep me in my zone (drank)
if you talkin’ money, then you call me on my phone (cellular)
and we makin’ million dollar plays off the phone



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