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I'm tryna stay up off my iPhone

Told my bitch: I love you

That was just a typo

That bitch drive me crazy

She gon' make me psycho

Everything I been through

It's something only I know

I'm tryna stay up off my iPhone

Told my bitch: I love you

That was just a typo

That bitch drive me crazy

She gon' make me psycho

Everything I been through

It's something only I know

I'm a legend just like Michael

My bitch is ungrateful

So I'm out with my side ho

She gon' treat me different

I should make her my ho

She don't need no surgery

She don't got no lipo

But she got that ass

Though, told her how to throw it right

She treat me like a motorcycle

Ride me like a motorbike

Vroom, I just took off, check the speed

I just made 100K off a show

I just made 50K off of weed

You know I like to play with your ho

I choke her and pull out her weave

I told her: Bae, I gotta go

She beggin' me: Stay over, please

I gotta leave, boo

I don't wanna mislead you

I just wanna please you

She looked and said: Me too

So I let her ride out

She like how we vibe out

But if you pick my phone up

I'ma put you in timeout, 'cause I'm

I'm tryna stay up off my iPhone

Told my bitch: I love you

That was just a typo

That bitch drive me crazy

She gon' make me psycho

Everything I been through

It's something only I know

I'm tryna stay up off my iPhone

Told my bitch: I love you

That was just a typo

That bitch drive me crazy

She gon' make me psycho

Everything I been through

It's something only I know

I'm about to tell my dude

I love him

Then I'm gonna dump him

'cause to be honest

I put my side nigga above him

Tell him that I know

That he creepin' with that ho

That's why I'm fuckin'

That nigga that I be callin' my bro

Middle finger, fuck you

Who the fuck is you

This tell is for you

I'm gonna take a double you

Fuck up on a dick

Then I fuck up a check

He say he want a kiss

But I give him a peck

I say call me Aretha

I want my respect

When you niggas get stupid

It's plenty on deck

Ain't about to be sittin' home cryin' for you

Better get one in pink

If you buy it in blue

All these niggas is lines up eyein' the coupe

Because takin' your spot

What they dyin' to do

Open the door

Give me my clothes

Throw me the keys

'cause I'm taking the Rolls'

Get any closer, we comin' to blows

You get the picture, ain't takin' a pose

I mean, who doin' it, doin' it

Like we doin' it, doin' it

Why you ruin it, ruin it

Here we go

How you ain't know a Queen from a rat

She saw that cheese

Now you 'bout to get trapped

How you ain't know a Queen from a rat

I run and you gon be doubling back, back

I'm tryna stay up off my iPhone

Told my bitch: I love you

That was just a typo

That bitch drive me crazy

She gon' make me psycho

Everything I been through

It's something only I know

I'm tryna stay up off my iPhone

Told my bitch: I love you

That was just a typo

That bitch drive me crazy

She gon' make me psycho

Everything I been through

It's something only I know

Ain't no typo, ain't no Michael

Ain't a psycho, fuck your iPhone

Fuck your iPhone