Facetime lyrics

[Chorus: Stunna Girl]
Heard you was a big di*k [?] through the grapevine
Got some fire ass pus*y, small waistline
Don't worry 'bout my n*gga, I already shook mine
Can you make me c*m on Facetime?
Facetime
Facetime
Imma play with this pus*y on Facetime
You gon' beat that meat on Facetime
Like, can you make me c*m on Facetime?

[Verse 1: Stunna Girl]
n*gga, can I have some money or na?
b*tch I'm in your search bar, you got me blocked
n*gga, can I have some money or na?
b*tch I'm in your search bar, you got me blocked
Can teach you some drip, cause I'm dripped down
b*tch you make it sound good, but you don't get down
Up in New York with my Jamaicans, blowing big pounds
n*gga, you ain't got no di*k for me to get di*ked down, n*gga
n*gga, you ain't got no di*k for me to get di*ked down
b*tch, my pus*y is what you be on
Can't no n*gga say he put me on
All that f*ck sh*t b*tches be on
That's gon' get them knocked down, and I won't be wrong
b*tch, who the f*ck you think you fooling?
You can't pull the same n*ggas I be pulling
b*tch, who the f*ck you think you fooling?
You be paying all the n*ggas I be using
b*tch, I don't give a f*ck who you related to
This ain't no game, n*gga, I ain't finna play with you
[Chorus: Stunna Girl]
Heard you was a big di*k [?] through the grapevine
Got some fire ass pus*y, small waistline
Don't worry 'bout my n*gga, I already shook mine
Can you make me c*m on Facetime?
Facetime
Facetime
Imma play with this pus*y on Facetime
You gon' beat that meat on Facetime
Like, can you make me c*m on Facetime?

[Verse 2: Lil Twist]
b*tch, I can make you wet your whole phone up
b*tch, let me see you squert, till she [?] up
b*tch, hope that b*tch waterproof
Hope that b*tch got ensurance, hope your b*tch got endurance
I just popped me an X, and the percs so congruent
And you know I got that white, [?]
[?] Bobby and Witney, swallo my di*k, she swallo my children
Got a n*gga all in his feelings, I say I love her, she know I'm tripping
b*tch, now can you c*m on Facetime?
She said "n*gga, you can c*m on Facetime"
I said "b*tch, I ain't c*mming on Facetime"
I'm the type of n*gga taste your's if you taste mine
Fat ass, small waistline
Kill that pus*y, have you starring on Dateline
Kill that pus*y, would've thought it was a hate crime
I hit that [?] guess she heard it through the grapevine
[Chorus: Stunna Girl]
Heard you was a big di*k [?] through the grapevine
Got some fire ass pus*y, small waistline
Don't worry 'bout my n*gga, I already shook mine
Can you make me c*m on Facetime?
Facetime
Facetime
Imma play with this pus*y on Facetime
You gon' beat that meat on Facetime
Like, can you make me c*m on Facetime?