Brick Phone (feat. Teflon Donz)

Just got a buzz on my brick phone

My mans done know and my baby too

That you gotta sell sticks on your own

This ain't the life I chose but the money comes through

Call me up, buzz on the Lyca

So when you call I supply ya

The bills comin' in, getting higher

I'm looking out for the sirens

You call me up, buzz on my Lyca

Text my phone, ring ring, I supply

Gotta keep it low-key, keep it minor

Or else it's feds on my ass like a diaper

Right up on time, living high so

Phone giving out this green just like a flyer

I wear a bally, it's my favourite disguise

If she wants the fire, I give her the lighter

So, baby, when you swing my way

I need them stacks by the end of today

Buzz on my brick phone you want that cray

Or hit up my iPhone you want that aye

I don't got no time for no phoneys

Pick a spot, bring the guap, keep it low-key

Must push up the timer like Tony

My brothers are locked away, now free all my homies

Just got a buzz on my brick phone

My mans done know and my baby too

That you gotta sell sticks on your own

This ain't the life I chose but the money comes through

Call me up, buzz on the Lyca

So when you call I supply ya

The bills comin' in, getting higher

I'm looking out for the sirens

Fifteen, I flipped my first pack early

First time I got that pay-check dirty

Memory blurry, room getting murky

Made it back in 48 hours like Eddie Murphy

So if you're talkin' bout trappin', you'd better @ me

Yeah, they call me Donz, Teflon, they can't track me

Stolen whip, yeah, I was riding in the backseat

Hiding from 12, so we drive around all them backstreets

Aye, picture me rolling like I'm 2Pac

Middle fingers, I don't give two fucks

I see clientele buzzin' in my inbox

Now I gotta push out all the product in my shoebox

I hear, yeah, that's my phone

All these customers ringing me on my iPhone

It's red hot, so I don't wanna hear that ringtone

But if you need a job done, you can buzz me on my brick phone

Teflon

Just got a buzz on my brick phone

My mans done know and my baby too

That you gotta sell sticks on your own

This ain't the life I chose but the money comes through

Call me up, buzz on the Lyca

So when you call I supply ya

The bills comin' in, getting higher

I'm looking out for the sirens