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smokepurpp - phone lyrics

[intro: nav & smokepurrp]
hahaha
good job, first
yahhh
just hit my phone
huh?

[chorus: smokepurpp]
she just hit my phone (h-llo, brrr)
f-cked that b-tch (who?), kicked her out the door (h-llo?)
she just hit my phone (h-llo, what, brrr), my phone (ouu)
she just hit my phone (my phone), smashed that b-tch, go out that door (go out the door, purpp)
go out the door, yeah (door, yahhh)
she just hit my phone, go out the door, yeah (h-llo?)
f-cked that b-tch, she out the door, yeah (brrr, ohhh)
f-cked that b-tch, i kicked her out the door, yeah

[verse 1: smokepurpp]
i just wanna smash (wanna smash)
i just wanna smash and smoke this gas (yahhh, huh, ooh)
i just wanna smash (smash, smash)
if my n-gg- wanna smash, then i’ma p-ss, yeah (h-llo?)
yeah, in the tesla (uh, uh, skrrt, skrrt)
i’m so extra (extra)
got like three iphones, i don’t even ever text her (brr, huh, ooh, yeah, ooh)
glock inside my benz (‘side my benz)
glock inside my hand (inside my)
yeah she want that molly ’cause that molly look like s-x (it look like ahh)
i can tell she want me, got two-thousand dollar pants

[chorus: smokepurpp & nav]
she just hit my phone (h-llo, brrr)
f-cked that b-tch (who?), kicked her out the door (h-llo?)
she just hit my phone (h-llo, what, brrr), my phone (ouu)
she just hit my phone (my phone), smashed that b-tch, go out that door (go out the door, purpp)
go out the door, yeah (door)
she just hit my phone, go out the door, yeah (don’t hit my phone)
f-cked that b-tch, she out the door, yeah (kick her out the door, ohhh)
f-cked that b-tch, i kick her out the door, yeah

[verse 2: nav]
she said “you can text me back, why you wanna call for?”
she do what she can, while i’m doing what i want
hit that b-tch one time an’ then i kick her out the door
i just bought a pint, i hit up purpp, i need some smoke
i’m a rockstar with no band, but i got bands
call her when i land, she change her plans
always had a plan, yeah, to be the man, yeah
came up sellin’ grams, now b-tches h-t me on the ‘gram, yeah
louis v., supreme
your man ain’t got no swag, he hashtag “true religion fiend”
got a check and run it up (run it up)
all my chains on but i’m keepin’ somethin’ tucked (pew)
sawed my shotty off, now that’s my little pump

[chorus: smokepurpp]
she just hit my phone (h-llo, brrr)
f-cked that b-tch (who?), kicked her out the door (h-llo?)
she just hit my phone (h-llo, what, brrr), my phone (ouu)
she just hit my phone (my phone), smashed that b-tch, go out that door (go out the door, purpp)
go out the door, yeah (door)
she just hit my phone, go out the door, yeah (h-llo?)
f-cked that b-tch, she out the door, yeah (brrr, ohhh)
f-cked that b-tch, i kicked her out the door, yeah

[outro: smokepurrp & nav]
yeah
yahhh

- smokepurpp lyrics

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