Phone Off (Single)

Day, wait (CB on the beat) uh, ok If you-, if you pull up with yo' friends, yeah, you gotta turn yo' phone off If that bitch ring it's gone throw my brodie Tone off Airplane mode? No, no, no, turn that loc off Don't touch that jar baby, if you smoke it you gon' doze off (ok) Round and around I'm sliding around town Gotta patch of some grass, I'm finna go mow down Shorty say she want the D, I ain't talking bout Motown I'm a, uh, heavyweight with the weed I smoke pound for pound And this a, uh, appetizer I'ma give her a taste Sh-she spinnin' on my block every day, feel like she the jakes N-N-Nike checks up on my feet, I mash the gas fuck a brake Her bestie hungry I'ma have to come pull out a plate I'm in that lane, wait, hol' up I'm in the lane to the left The room spinnin' off the drugs Don't remember the last time that I slept I be walking with a limp but niggas knowin' how I step I got her liftin' hella woods like she in the gym doin' reps And that's a muthafuckin' (mm) That's a muthafuckin' fact That lil' text you got can wait, come lemme see you throw it back I bought the, uh Bought the bar out take a shot of this lil' yak Guarantee that you gonna see some shit you never seen but If you-, if you pull up with yo' friends, yeah, you gotta turn yo' phone off If that bitch ring it's gone throw my brodie Tone off Airplane mode? No, no, no, turn that loc off Don't touch that jar baby, if you smoke it you gon' doze off (ok) Round and around I'm sliding around town Gotta patch of some grass, I'm finna go mow down Shorty say she want the D, I ain't talking bout Motown I'm a heavyweight with the weed I smoke pound for pound, uh If that bitch (if that bitch) If that-, if that bitch (if that bitch) If that-, if that bitch ring it's gone throw my brodie Tone off