Young Scooter, Future - Don't Call My Phone lyrics
Future [Nayvadius DeMun Wilburn] Atlanta, Georgia, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Young Scooter, Future - Don't Call My Phone lyrics]
Cheese
Yeah, my city's playing with- let's go
I get tired of that phone call, nigga
Real shit
Please don't call my phone
The streets hot, everybody snitching
Its too much going on (yeah, keep it low key)
Please don't call my phone (Uh, uh, let's go)
Its too much going on
(Too much, too easy, huh, it's too much)
The streets hot
Throw them racks on her
You gon' put it on yo face (yeah)
Fucking pussy nigga throw the
Body in the lake (I swear)
We sold that crack on the
Corner then our boss came (Future)
I got the Rollie and the
Beamer see my Patek face (Skrrt)
I bought 2 benzes on
The motherfuckin' same day (Future)
I think you niggas always tryna
Shoot him in the face (Fuck)
I rubber band my money like
I'm still selling 'Ye (yeah)
I move the Cartier's everywhere
I go for safety (yeah, yeah)
I'm on that drank
I swear the shit help me to outer space
A million dollars nigga when I
Walk I grab a take (I'm schemin')
A trillion dollars nigga middle
Fingers to the face (yeah)
I gave a lot of rapper's wives
I'm bout to take away (yeah)
Please don't call my phone
The streets hot, everybody snitching
Its too much going on (yeah, keep it low key)
Please don't call my phone (Uh, uh, let's go)
Its too much going on
(Too much, too easy, huh)
The streets hot, the streets hot
Please don't call my phone
The streets hot, everybody snitching
Its too much going on (yeah, keep it low key)
Please don't call my phone (Uh, uh, let's go)
Its too much going on
(Too much, too easy, huh)
The streets hot, the streets hot
Yeah, my city's playing with- let's go
I get tired of that phone call, nigga
Real shit
Please don't call my phone
The streets hot, everybody snitching
Its too much going on (yeah, keep it low key)
Please don't call my phone (Uh, uh, let's go)
Its too much going on
(Too much, too easy, huh, it's too much)
The streets hot
Throw them racks on her
You gon' put it on yo face (yeah)
Fucking pussy nigga throw the
Body in the lake (I swear)
We sold that crack on the
Corner then our boss came (Future)
I got the Rollie and the
Beamer see my Patek face (Skrrt)
I bought 2 benzes on
The motherfuckin' same day (Future)
I think you niggas always tryna
Shoot him in the face (Fuck)
I rubber band my money like
I'm still selling 'Ye (yeah)
I move the Cartier's everywhere
I go for safety (yeah, yeah)
I'm on that drank
I swear the shit help me to outer space
A million dollars nigga when I
Walk I grab a take (I'm schemin')
A trillion dollars nigga middle
Fingers to the face (yeah)
I gave a lot of rapper's wives
I'm bout to take away (yeah)
Please don't call my phone
The streets hot, everybody snitching
Its too much going on (yeah, keep it low key)
Please don't call my phone (Uh, uh, let's go)
Its too much going on
(Too much, too easy, huh)
The streets hot, the streets hot
Please don't call my phone
The streets hot, everybody snitching
Its too much going on (yeah, keep it low key)
Please don't call my phone (Uh, uh, let's go)
Its too much going on
(Too much, too easy, huh)
The streets hot, the streets hot