FaceTime - Willheezy: letra, videos musicales y conciertos

FaceTime

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FaceTime fue lanzado el 4 de diciembre de 2020 por Willheezy como parte del álbum FaceTime - Single

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ÁlbumFaceTime - Single

Fecha de lanzamiento4 de diciembre de 2020

Sello discográficoWillheezy

Melodía

Nivel de sonidos acústicos

Valence

Capacidad para bailar

Energía

BPM83

DESCRIPCIÓN

LETRA

Créditos

COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA

William Melvin Hamilton

William Melvin Hamilton

Autoría

Letra

Just got a FaceTime from my ex-bitch she moved to Texas

Now she whippin in a Lexus she got some bread bitch

She just with her girl Alexis they eating breakfast

I ain’t even say a word, this was unexpected

She just brought up her new **** tryna make me jealous

Talking bout the shit they like to do when the be sexin’

I cut her off like “I ain’t mean to interrupt ya flexing

But I don’t even give a fuck” so listen what I said then

“I had you on yo knees like you was praying to a reverend

And I’m getting to the money you thought I had bread then?

I’m just steady chasing paper tryna get them checks in”

She ain’t tryna hear that shit so she got to texting

I’m like cool I hung up the phone we disrespecting

Then I get back in the moment to count up my blessings

I be drippin’ they should call me ranch the way I’m dressing

I be coolin’ shits under control cause I ain’t stressing

Seen a bad bitch pull up on her she told me she knew me

Her name Alice and she like my music but she not a groupie

I’m like “damn bae you must workout you thicker than a smoothie”

It went cool we dip to the room I knock her pussy loose

She made me drool she calling me boo, and this girl is choosy

Shit was bool cause you know it, and I know it she gon choose me

Cause the dick long like a ruler and I’m counting all this Loose leaf

She like head I said go ahead I’m counting all this Blue cheese

Leave him dead but don’t call the feds Choppa sing like Toosii

So I fled, and the whip too quick so you know you gon Lose me

I be rocking Louis I’m so fly that they be tryna shoo me

If you ain’t got no haters you ain’t got it, yeah that’s why they tryna boo me

Got a FaceTime from my ex-bitch she moved to Texas

Now she whippin in a Lexus she got some bread bitch

She just with her girl Alexis they eating breakfast

I ain’t even say a word, this was unexpected

She just brought up her new **** tryna make me jealous

Talking bout the shit they like to do when the be sexin’

I cut her off like “I ain’t mean to interrupt ya flexing

But I don’t even give a fuck” so listen what I said then

Bitch I’m way to smoove yeah you see how I be steppin’ huh

I feel way to cool cause this ice all on my necklace

And I’m getting to the green yeah I’m counting all this lettuce

Yeah my flow is oh so mean and my bars could leave you breathless

These **** think they know me but they really not my homies

Mamba mentality yeah RIP to Kobe

I’m just shooting on these **** with the Left hand like Ginobili

You a phony, you can be expecting me to call you brodie

She a Thot but she gon shake it to my music I said “show me”

I don’t gotta team I just gotta get it by my lonely

I’m smoking on that gas and I’m sipping on the lowkey

I don’t gotta girl I’m married to the money matrimony

(Married to the money matrimony)

(Married to the money matrimony)

(Married to the money matrimony)

(I don’t gotta girl I’m married to the money matrimony)

Written by: William Melvin Hamilton

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