Bitch, pick up the phone, pick up the phone, Pick up the phone, pick up the phone

Bitch, pick up the phone, you see me calling you When the hell you gon get home

I get drunk when I'm alone, I invite you to the spot

When you need me, bae you hit my floor, Like a fein who on some rocks

Sippin lean on the rocks, you got class for these thots You got class, fuck a bell, ****, fuck with you, I'm dropping shells

Moving weight, dumb bell, I get money, I can flex And your ****, he a square, he gon' check her I play chess

I'm just tryna get to this chicken, yo, show me her breasts And your ex, he a pest, can't hang with the birds, ain't a lock in this nest

Pray to God, praises to the most high, I get blessings from the best

Body baggin' when it hit the scene, yeah, I put the fuck boy to rest

This hoe slimin' for pussy, she cat food, bitch, you done stabbed my back, bitch, I been knew you was see through

We got more motion than the beatles, and them six-twos pierce like a needle

Do a drill, black as fuck Don Cheadle, My youngin got more stripes than a zebra

You a Pee-wee, boy, you ain' no playa, I bet he gon' pay for the hair and the nails

Tell them fuck **** up the score, cus' we catchin' them kills like a battle royal

Yeah, oh, wow, you gotta get the fuck around, you can't hang if you gon' run your mouth

This a young Sleeze South, she gon' give young Sleeze mouth, yeah, I bet they thought I was a drought

He found out his ho fuckin' gang, Ouch, expensive habits, new designer couch

Expensive habits, new designer couch, expensive habits, ****?

Bitch, pick up the phone, you see me callin' you, when the hell you gon' come home

I get drunk when I'm alone, I invite you to the spot

Cause when you need me, bae you hit my phone like a Fein who on some rocks

Sippin lean on the rocks