Smokepurpp, NAV - Phone lyrics
NAV [Navraj Singh Goraya] Toronto, Ontario, Canada 🇨🇦
[Smokepurpp, NAV - Phone lyrics]
She just, just hit my phone, uh huh?
She just hit my phone (Hello? Brrt)
Fucked that bitch, uh, ooh (Who?)
Kicked her out the door (Hello? yeah)
She just hit my phone (Hello? What? Brrt)
My phone (O oh)
She just hit my phone (My phone)
Smashed that bitch, go out that door, yeah
(Go out the door, Purpp)
Go out the door, yeah (Door, yeah)
She just hit my phone, go out the door, yeah
(Hello?)
Fucked that bitch, she out the door, yeah
(Brrt, oh) fucked that bitch, I kicked her
Out the door, yeah, yeah
I just wanna smash (Wanna smash, yeah)
I just wanna smash then smoke this gas
(yeah, huh? Ooh)
I just wanna smash (Smash, smash)
If my nigga wanna smash then I'ma pass, yeah
(yeah)
Yeah, uh, in the Tesla, uh, uh (Skrrt, skrrt)
I'm so extra (Extra, uh)
Got like three iPhones
I don't even ever text her
(Brrt, huh? Ooh, yeah, ooh)
Glock inside my Benz
(yeah, my Benz, ooh, yeah, hold up)
Glock inside my hand (Inside my)
Yeah, she want that Molly 'cause
That Molly look like sand
(It look like, yeah)
I think that she want me
Got two-thousand dollar pants (Uh huh, yeah)
She just hit my phone (Hello? Brrt)
Fucked that bitch, uh, ooh (Who?)
Kicked her out the door (Hello? yeah)
She just hit my phone (Hello? What? Brrt)
My phone (O oh)
She just hit my phone (My phone)
Smashed that bitch, go out that door, yeah
(Go out the door, Purpp)
Go out the door, yeah (Door, yeah)
She just hit my phone, go out the door, yeah
(Don't hit my phone)
Fucked that bitch, she out the door, yeah
(Kicked her out the door, oh)
Fucked that bitch, I kicked her
Out the door, yeah, yeah
She said, "You can text me back
Why you wanna call?"
She do what she can while
I'm doin' what I want (yeah)
Hit that bitch one time and then
I kicked her out the door (yeah)
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 bitches
Hit me on the 'Gram, yeah
Louis V Supreme your man ain't got no swag
He hashtag "TrueReligionFiend"
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 lil pump
She just hit my phone (Hello? Brrt)
Fucked that bitch, uh, ooh (Who?)
Kicked her out the door (Hello? yeah)
She just hit my phone (Hello? What? Brrt)
My phone (O oh)
She just hit my phone (My phone)
Smashed that bitch, go out that door, yeah
(Go out the door, Purpp)
Go out the door, yeah (Door, yeah)
She just hit my phone, go out the door, yeah
(Hello?)
Fucked that bitch, she out the door, yeah
(Brrt, oh) fucked that bitch, I kicked her
Out the door, yeah, yeah
Yeah yeah