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jxck (usa) - out my phone lyrics

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[intro]
hey, tri

[chorus] jxck
get the f+ck up out my phone, i’m way too high up for a hater
what’s respect, without respect?
i’m totin’ guns that got a laser
you wouldn’t know sh+t bout bein’ real
even if it hit you in the face
that’s why i’m totin’ silver smith & wesson
‘cause i can’t deal with all the fakes
why you on yo’ boyfriend phone tryna tell me to come through?
‘cause i ain’t kickin’ it witcha, i never f+cked with kung+fu
i remember i took my first pill, tryna see what all these drugs do
i got my new tec, that b+tch kel
tryna see what all these guns do

[verse 1] jxck
listеn to the way that i spit, just know i don’t write it
brand new b+tch, shе give me good brain, i call that b+tch a psychic
if i was batman, then you’d be robin, you my f+ckin’ side+kick
gave my girl and strap and told her hold it, turned her to a dyk+ b+tch
gave my brother veezy like four bands, then he turned to the man
look at the way that i hit my dance, i know that you a fan
used to love that f+ckin’ hi+tech red, man i’m gon whip the pan (yeah, yeah)
i done cut out all these f+ckin’ drugs and i turned to the man
[bridge] jxck
why the f+ck is you all on my d+ck?
you know that i can’t stand it
when you blowin’ up my f+ckin’ phone
you know i cannot manage
plus yo’ b+tch be all on my d+ck too
you think that sh+t outlandish
i think she just want a real ass man
and you think i be fannin’
huh, yeah

[chorus] jxck
get the f+ck up out my phone, i’m way too high up for a hater
what’s respect, without respect?
i’m totin’ guns that got a laser
you wouldn’t know sh+t bout bein’ real
even if it hit you in the face
that’s why i’m totin’ silver smith & wesson
‘cause i can’t deal with all the fakes
why you on yo’ boyfriend phone tryna tell me to come through?
‘cause i ain’t kickin’ it witcha, i never f+cked with kung+fu
i remember i took my first pill, tryna see what all these drugs do
i got my new tec, that b+tch kel
tryna see what all these guns do

[verse 2] iveezy & jxck
ain’t no disrespect without retaliation, grab my banger
i had it right up on my hip, and now i’m dumpin’, you in danger
i can’t see you in the dark, but this new banger got a laser
heard you runnin’ so yo’ shoes better be tied, you better lace ‘em
i don’t f+ck with that kung+fu, i’m not karate kid
yo’ ex b+tch always givin’ me good brain, she need a scholarship
when i’m in my mind off of these drugs, that’s where the party is
it’s funny when you say that you is hard, because you hardly is
[bridge]
man i just be f+ckin’ talkin’ on this motherf+ckin’ track (haha)
d+mn, this sh+t, just come to my head and i f+ckin’ say it, like
i don’t even know what i be sayin’ half the time, but
i think the song finna be over
huh, nah i’m just playin’

[verse 3] jxck
yeah, comin’ right back in, and now it’s time to do my work
always postin’ fits but i think you’d look better on a shirt
he said pull up, he’ll do me bad
but i done did him worse
in his b+tch while he in my dm’s
i know that that sh+t hurt
if i shoot my shot, i know i’m scorin’
ballin’ like i’m jordan
shorty left you because you is boring
over here, money pouring
she say that you hit her, i said did he?
well d+mn he like p diddy
leave his f+ckin’ body in the creek, ‘cause i just did him sh+tty
spazzin’ so d+mn hard, i think i look like a r+t+rded kid
you lost yo’ front tooth, better go find it, because that’s hard to get (phew)
i know it stink up in yo room, cause i know that sh+t dirty
nastiest man trophy, go to you, cause i know that you worthy
yeah yo’ b+tch seen me and she gave me them f+ckin’ doggy eyes
yeah, i’m hot like i turned into pizza, call me pagliai’s
yeah i know i’m spittin’ on this track, i know you cannot manage
go ahead and replay the whole song, since you can’t understand it



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