B.o.B - Kundalini lyrics

Don't, don't block the phone, don't
Don't block the phone
And if you don't bring friend
And your friend down
Then don't block the phone, don't

She ain't going if her friend ain't going
But her friend been rolling all night
Mandatory shots, mandatory, mandatory
Mandatory

And if you come drag along
Don't drop your phone
And if you don't bring your friend
Don't block the hoes
With my blockers on, don't watch my phone
Don't stop to play
Should have stayed at home
I wannalllllllllllllllllllllll loud
Tryna feel some, she feel you know it
Naughty girl, naughty girl
You been choppin it, choppin it down

Look, you gotta be, honest, honest
I can feel your knowledge, you're in bondage
You got a blockage or a stoppage
Shit is nonsense
I've seen God, and she black
I've seen heaven, issa cat
The tree of life from the back
Don't let me lose you
I'm not tryna confuse you
I don't buy into the hype
I don't get lost in illusion
I see coincidence, ain't no such a thing
What everyone go to the club to see

And if you come drag along
Don't drop your phone
And if you don't bring a friend
Don't block the hoes
With my blockers on, don't watch my phone
Don't stop to play
Should have stayed at home
I wannallllllllllllllllll loud
Tryna feel some, she feel you know it
Naughty girl, naughty girl, you
Been choppin it, choppin it down
(You're tryna get down)