Tryna Figure Out Where My Phone At? lyrics

Smoking chocolate, smoking chocolate

[Verse 1]:
Wake up in the morning boutta crack my chest
Run up on me better do your best
Badass b*tch let me lick her breast
Tryna hit my blunt like cardiac arrest
My hand broke from reppin my set
When it comes to the money b*tch more is less
Tryna touch this like Elliot Ness
Life too good don't need no vest
If you knew like I knew what this game'll do to you
Protect your neck when a bruiser come through
Protect your neck when a bruiser come through
Look at all the bullsh*t I been through
Now when Danny come through we pull off in the coupe
Then I beat the pus*y red like Moulin Rouge
"I didn't know it was your b*tch, what you gon' do?"
Bothic, Rick Owen like Akon, thinking bout a Bentley like Faizon
Wouldn't facetime your b*tch, look like canine
Big headed ass b*tch looking like Hey Arnold!

(Hook):
Ooh! What are you gon do?
Ooh! What are you gon do?
Ooh! What are you gon do?
Ooh! What are you gon do?
Ooh! Ooh! What are you gon do?
Ooh! What are you gon do?
Ooh! Know you thinking bout me
Ooh! But what are you gon do?
[Verse 2]:
Ooh wee! he Saucy like Sancho
Get racks [?] thinking bout a combo
Ooh wee! Why these n*gga think they macho?
Wet a n*gga up now he think that he a poncho
Do you know me? Do you know me?
Why the f*ck do you speak to me out in public?
Do a n*gga stutter? Stompin' out in the rubbish
I don't give a f*ck b*tch, we on that
And we are out that, n*ggas always tough off the cognac
Pretty lil b*tch bout to bone that

{Bridge}:
Tryna figure out where my phone at?
Tryna figure out where my phone at?
Tryna figure out where my phone at?
Tryna figure out where my phone at?
Tryna figure out where my phone at?

[Verse 3]:
Fat ass booty bout peachy
When she get to Detroit said she need me
Tryna get the green weed big dog just like kiwi
n*ggas know what it is, what it be
They ain't pop sh*t since a BB
Bruiser brigade with me, that's a BB
And make a b*tch wobble like she walking with a TV
Smoking on dope that's still 3D
Smoking on history
Had [?] for the getback, yeah
If a n*gga talk that's a kickback, huh
Break a pack down that's a KitKat, uhm
Break a n*gga down that's a sh*tbag, uhh
Apple straight from VFILE, uhh
n*gga you'd think I was a senile, uhh
Thousand for that b*tch, b*tch to sit down, uhh
Lick the pus*y up that meow, uhh