Facetime Lyrics

Riding through my city

All these girls they with me

Am I pretty

I think so when I'm litty

(Yeah)

Riding through my city

Singing like I'm Whitney

Touchdown griddy

Dance on em when I'm winning

Came home late

With a fresh new date man I'm good

Lookin that great

Maybe I should go back to the club

One kid two kid jumping that fence

Puff puff pass all around to my friends

You plus me we should make it one more

What keeps you busy if you ain't got plans

I know that you fancy me

Little British beauty

Funny how two weeks ago you never even knew me

Now you got me looking like a lil British cutie

Logging into Netflix but we ain't watching movies

Once you go ghost you can't take my

Heart it's so cold and it don't want to be broke anymore

So I don't wanna waste time

Bitch gimme head gimme Facetime

And if you want me dead cut the break line honey

Cuz I ain't gonna stop until I get my money (yeah)

I just been wanting that roley on my wrist so I could FaceTime

Riding through my city

All these girls they with me

Am I pretty

I think so when I'm litty

(Yeah)

Riding through my city

Singing like I'm Whitney

Touchdown griddy

Dance on em when I'm winning

Came home late

With a fresh new date man I'm good

Lookin that great

Maybe I should go back to the club

No stops no breaks

No cops no race

Mo money in the bank

Like Bamba

K-Pop over take

Push pop hot day

Tik Tok clique bait

Whats popping

I've been so alone now my money look great

All these faces so old when I step into the bank

One v one like D-Rose it's a bucket in the paint

Every time no debate

Automatic with the lay

Execution is too great

What you wanting me to say

She wanted to slide

You know I had to let her stay

(Yeah)

I feel like a god but you know I got to go away (yeah)

I got to go away (yeah)

Fucking up bad no way out

Maybe you could be the one to get me off the couch

Cuz I been shlumped up and I ain't moving

My life been looking like a shitty movie

And I ain't goin swimming cuz the water is too deep

I don't even know if I'mma land on my two feet

And if I jump off baby hand me my doobie

I just wanna fly sky high tonight

My city (yeah)

Everybody with me (yeah)

Do it for my city (yeah)

Singing like Whitney (yeah)

Looking like Brittney (yeah)

A bald head Whitney (yeah)