Burner Phone Lyrics

I heard that they hatin but they paper weight

Hit my burner phone if you really trynna conversate

Lil bitch trynna hit my line bitch I push all kinda weight

Money in my face its callin out so I cant contemplate

Gotta let her know im on the hustle and I cant go on dates

I was on my toes but shawty slippin like she on some skates

Open up the door I looked around and seen a different place

Money on my mind aint got the words to sit and conversate

This rap game bloody full of politics

Fuckin on a white bitch no colonist

I got cookie pack yeah im a botanist

I cant fuck with her cz she incompetent

Ima hit that road everyday till I get rich

Open up the bag and smell the weed stench

Bitch you know im drippin like a sink

Baby bottle rockin yeah my cup is full of pink

Daimonds dancin on the chain the colors make em blink

On my toes bitch cuz my pockets full of blues

Good smoke in the air bitch you sniffin purple hues

Gotta Keep it wit me I cant lose

You cant walk a mile in these off-whites

Bitch im livin cold you feel that frost bite

Early in the morning I cant sleep cz its a long flight

Man I swear this shit aint even hittn grabbed the wrong pint

I heard that they hatin but they paper weight

Hit my burner phone if you really trynna conversate

Lil bitch trynna hit my line bitch I push all kinda weight

Money in my face its callin out so I cant contemplate

Gotta let her know im on the hustle and I cant go on dates

I was on my toes but shawty slippin like she on some skates

Open up the door I looked around and seen a different place

Money on my mind aint got the words to sit and conversate

We dont gotta talk all of that shit just do it on sight

She been round the block bru that pussy like a bomb site

You cant step on these Balenci's bitch cz these is all white

Everytime I pull up she on go I call her green light

Baby what that cheese like

ruth chris eatin she took three bites

Gotta put it on the to get my team right

I Cant open up my grow at night cz that shit to bright

Bitch I feel like drizzy when I sip sprite

Trynna ride the wave cz she cant get right

I been pushin packs because I gotta

They dont treat your ass the same when you been ridin in that honda

Violence in the streets so I been ridin wit a lama

Perces got him sweatin like he sittin in a sauna

I heard that they hatin but they paper weight

Hit my burner phone if you really trynna conversate

Lil bitch trynna hit my line bitch I push all kinda weight

Money in my face its callin out so I cant contemplate

Gotta let her know im on the hustle and I cant go on dates

I was on my toes but shawty slippin like she on some skates

Open up the door I looked around and seen a different place

Money on my mind aint got the words to sit and conversate