Crooks - Phone! Lyrics

Don't call my phone
Don't hit my line
Facetime
I hit decline
She play my tunes
She hit rewind
Don't call my phone
Don't hit my line

Applying pressure I'm on their necks
These niggas jealous cause I'm up next
You know I'm zealous I give my best
100% with no regrets
Niggas really pussy they ain't on that
Argue over dumb shit with niggas I'm beyond that
Marching on these niggas and I treat em like doormat
Niggas stealing swag so I had to change the format

Don't call my phone
Don't hit my line
Facetime
I hit decline
She play my tunes
She hit rewind
Don't call my phone
Don't hit my line

Niggas lost touch with reality
Bang you in the face nigga that's a fatality
Music painting pictures just like I was a gallery
Chiefin' on this weed just for my sanity
What the fuck you saying? What are you suggesting?
Who the fuck is he? Who this nigga testing?
Talking about who? You ain't learned your lesson
Now it's really in pieces where fuck he's resting

Don't call my phone
Don't hit my line
Facetime
I hit decline
She play my tunes
She hit rewind
Don't call my phone
Don't hit my line