Phone lyrics

[Intro]
I'm double in it
I ain't had no sleep in 'bout a week (Huh)
Got your thottie to my house, she's 'bout to freak with me
([?]) 'Bout to freak, 'bout to freak
I ain't had no sleep in 'bout a week
Just got your thottie to my house, she's bout to freak
f*cking with her (Geek, n*gga)
Beep, n*gga

[Chorus]
I ain't have no sleep in 'bout a week
Just got your thotty to my house, she's 'bout to freak
I'm f*cking with whoever ride with me
Is you gon' blow your pistol? Boy, we's 'bout to see
I dont owe you, boy, I got here on my own
Back in them days, I was out here on my own
Now these boys don't like I'm on the throne
Ain't no peace treaties, boy, don't call my phone

[Verse]
Smokin' on Tooka with my click-clack, f*ck the chit-chat
f*ck n*gga, you better get back 'fore your ass get whacked
n*ggas all about that chit-chat over that internet, ayy
I ain't with that damn chit-chat on that internet, ayy
Blammin' at these f*ck n*ggas like "Bow, bow, bang", ayy
And I got them damn wow-wow's in my chain, ayy
Ayy, and I got them damn wow-wow's in my earrings, ayy
Ayy, finna get them damn wow-wow's on some rings, ayy
Put some wow-wow's on that range
Put some wow-wow-wow's on that motherf*cking Beamer, ayy
Ayy, hoes say I talk like I'm from Alabama
Nah, b*tch, this ain't country grammar, ayy, ayy, ayy
[Bridge]
Jackson just like Samuel, ayy
Did you read the motherf*cking manual, ayy, ayy
Lemme check my schedule, ayy, ayy
Choppa go "du-du-du", let it go

[Chorus]
I ain't have no sleep in 'bout a week
Just got your thotty to my house, she's 'bout to freak
I'm f*cking with whoever ride with me
Is you gon' blow your pistol? Boy, we's 'bout to see
I dont owe you, boy, I got here on my own
Back in them days, I was out here on my own
Now these boys don't like I'm on the throne
Ain't no peace treaties, boy, don't call my phone