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millertski - get off yo' phone lyrics

[intro]
i’m on my computer right now, can you feel it?
i’m almost done with it for the night but i have to revise
this song and make some new sh-t and record it
but if electronics f-cked us over
my computer would just stop and i’d have to go to my iphone

[verse 1]
b-tch, get off yo’ iphone, i’m sick of you holding on to it
girl, it’s getting annoying and repet-tive, what the f-ck you doing?
what you talking to your other bae?
the one that you’re cheating on me with?
b-tch i know it’s what you doing, stop it
stop the lies and all the other bullsh-t
you eat sh-t for breakfast, lunch and then dinner
i know you’re sucking his d-ck
what you think? i’m stupid! i’m really not b-tch
i’m really sick to the f-cking stomach
and i’m getting sick of you holding onto that thing
like it’s a ring on your hand, this goes out to everyone
any man, any women that holds onto their f-cking man
but can’t look away from your phone
b-tch wanted to give dome, so i let her hone in on it like a missile
and i’ll be vile with the iron tiles and clack, clack, clack you over head with it
get off it b-tch, get off it and

[hook]
you know-o-oh, you know-o-o-oh
stop being on yo’ phone twenty-four seven
god b-tch, why do you take advantage of electronics?
girl, no, no, no, no, you need to get off yo’ iphone
you’re only good for having nice t-ts
now i don’t even know your personality, oh no
i don’t even know you anymore

[verse 2]
i get stopped by these b-tches on their phone
they act like they know sh-t and know all about it
they sleep with it, they cuddle with it
and they always talk on the phone
b-tch hold up, who said you could get the phone and own it
but i’m pr-ned to ask, why you getting your b-tch -ss
spaghetti straps on me, why you taking it out on me
now you’re the one bugging, how does it feel girl
does it make you wanna hurl because i keep f-cking with your phone
you really a psycho b-tch for the night go, i’m a itch
you a psycho like no other, you said before
that you wanted to k!ll your brother, f-ck oh
i gotta go, ’cause you shady and crazy as f-ck
keep things to yourself, tucked way down low
you on the down-low and i’m on the high-key
so i’m on the high-keys, ain’t n0body know where i’m ’bout to go
i’m about to go to no other flow, flow other, over the river than my show
i can steal my show like it’s some dough i gotta blow off
and some hoe i gotta, wait no, i gotta go
b-tch creeps around the back where me and the pack is
she foaming out of her mouth for her phone ’cause we have it
and now she’s going strife kid and turning into a beast
but the beast is already inside of her, then i go under her
spring up like she got the double d’s and i rub these, you feel me?
but…

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