2 Phones

Huh, huh (Kidd)
I ain’t tryna talk to a bitch too much, I’m just tryna hit it (Yeah, come on)
I got two phones, one for the hoes, and one for the business (Mmm, mmm)
Please don’t talk that tough shit with us, ’cause we know where you livin’ (Yeah, okay)

I’m in the Maybach truck right now, getting high with a pistol (Right now, right now, yeah)
I love the way she suck dick, I know everything ’bout her mouth, I’m her dentist (Mmm, huh)
I told her that homegirl tried to let me fuck her too, but I didn’t (No)
See ’bout me, big ol’ ARP, everyday, I’ll spin ’em (Brrt, brrt, brrt)
I wonder if any one of y’all ever seen a nigga die on the stream, I’ll kill you

The way that these niggas be talkin’ so tough on the ‘net, I ain’t gon’ lie, I feel you (Okay)
I hop in the booth for free, let you put it out, and then I bill you (Come on)
I’m havin’ that motion forever and I just know I got more memorable (Tss, tss, tss)

I’m on stream right now, eating rice, and cabbage, and peas
My pockets full of chicken (Chicken, bitch), ain’t gettin’ no nice hoes
If you wanna fuck with me, be a savage, that’s who I pick, them (Uh)
I’ma go act like that I got flight I gotta catch, if I ain’t tryna hit ’em (Vroom)
Then I’ma pull up to the front door, big body two-tone bin, blowin’ smoke out the window (Yeah)
I ain’t came here to dance but bitch out here doin’ the Dougie, everytime I hit her (Yeah)
The fuck is you sayin’? The other day, told me she love me, told her to quit it
Yeah, you come ’round here playin’, I bet I up this big .40 right at your fitted (Boom, boom)
She wanna cheat on her man, she say she wanna up the score, I told her, “I’m with it”
Mmm, really

Huh, huh (Kidd)
I ain’t tryna talk to a bitch too much, I’m just tryna hit it (Yeah, yeah)
I got two phones, one for the hoes, and one for the business (Mmm, mmm, okay, brrt-brrt)
Please don’t talk that tough shit with us, ’cause we know where you livin’ (Yeah, okay)

I handle big business, walk in the jeweler, I’m big spendin’ (Yeah)
I tryna check the bag, I missed my flight ’cause I had my stick in it (Boom)
My ho keep runnin’ her mouth, I can’t take her serious, I had my dick in it (Okay)
I don’t discriminate at all, I like ’em slim and I like big bitches (Tss, tss, okay)
AP, playin’ with a two-tone face, tryna run game but I knew they’d play
Big ass chain, what the fuck that weigh? You niggas ain’t turnt, you ain’t ever make bank
Five-hundred K or the dinner with Jay? Whole lot of shit that I can’t even say
Fuck all that chillin’, ain’t takin’ no break
Know I’m the nigga, they can’t even hate me (Okay)

Huh, huh (Kidd)
I ain’t tryna talk to a bitch too much, I’m just tryna hit it (Yeah, yeah)
I got two phones, one for the hoes, and one for the business (Mmm, okay)
Please don’t talk that tough shit with us, ’cause we know where you livin’ (Okay)