Freddie Gibbs - Phone Lit lyrics

Hello? (Got my, got my lit
Got my phone lit got my phone lit
Got my phone lit got my, got my, lit)
Yeah (Got my phone lit)
Yeah, yeah (Got my phone lit)
Yeah (Got my phone lit)
Yeah, yeah (Got my, got my, lit)
Yeah (Got my phone lit)
Yeah, yeah (Got my phone lit)
Yeah got my phone lit
Yeah, yeah

Give it to me one time once I put it down
Girl I bet you'll love me long time
Tickets on my phone line
We gon' break it down
Middle finger to the one time
Tickets on my phone line
We gon' break it down
Middle finger to 'em one time
Give it to me one time once I put it down


Girl I bet you'll love me long time
Got my phone lit
Fuckin' up the town, got my phone lit
Got my phone lit
I done touched down, got my phone lit
Got my phone lit
Fuckin' up the town, got my phone lit
Got my phone lit
I done touched down, got my phone lit

I can hear the stripper
Once I give her to my niggas
My feelings'll make her bitter
Type of bitch that makes average
Niggas change up their livin'
Trickin', 'bout to run up the
Credit max out the limit coke and marijuana
That molly I'm out here with it
Plus my Maserati that new edition
That Michael Bivins
Diamonds, diamonds, coppin'
I profit on opposition
And my Maserati that new
Edition, that Michael Bivins, yeah

Give it to me one time once I put it down
Girl I bet you'll love me long time
Tickets on my phone line
We gon' break it down
Middle finger to 'em one time
Tickets on my phone line
We gon' break it down
Middle finger to the one time
Give it to me one time once I put it down
Girl I bet you'll love me long time
Got my phone lit
Fuckin' up the town, got my phone lit
Got my phone lit
I done touched down, got my phone lit
Got my phone lit
Fuckin' up the town, got my phone lit
Got my phone lit
I done touched down, got my phone lit

Yeah, they say the real niggas never die
I swear my niggas would do bids
To spot a nigga dead
I went by baby you was candy red
I put that there my mama
I put that there on my mama
Streets'll never forget you
Them niggas basic, to hit you
Boy they was soft as tissue
Rolled up with so many choppas
Lookin' like a militia
Chopper go pop, ain't no snitches
My niggas know the business
Yeah she know the business and that
Pussy hit me like wow stuck in the cell
I wish I had that pussy right now
I like to see it
I don't need it with the lights down
Your nigga trippin'
Tell that pussy nigga pipe down
Sellin' yola like Bobby Brown
Maserati Michael Bivins, nigga
That new edition pray my baby never end up
Payin' for my decisions
Treat her different ain't used to
My type of livin'

Give it to me one time once I put it down
Girl I bet you'll love me long time
Tickets on my phone line
We gon' break it down
Middle finger to 'em one time
Tickets on my phone line
We gon' break it down
Middle finger to the one time
Give it to me one time once I put it down
Girl I bet you'll love me long time
Got my phone lit
Fuckin' up the town, got my phone lit
Got my phone lit
I done touched down, got my phone lit
Got my phone lit
Fuckin' up the town, got my phone lit
Got my phone lit
I done touched down, got my phone lit

Rollin' up a blunt
(You don't even i thought you
Don't even smoke no more)
Nah I smoke sometimes, I just don't
I don't drink
(See I don't even know this person
'cause when you was out of the country
You was completely a sober person)