iPHONE (with Nicki Minaj)
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Lyrics
It's so on point, like it's so musically correct I don't wanna clash Like I'm tryna just put like (DaBaby) That's what I'm sayin' (The Barbie) SethInTheKitchen Turn up I'm tryna stay up off my iPhone (Brrt, brrt) Told my bitch "I love you," that was just a typo That bitch drive me crazy (Uh), she gon' make me psycho (Yeah) Everything I been through (Yeah), it's something only I know Ayy, I'm tryna stay up off my iPhone (Brrt, brrt) Told my bitch "I love you," that was just a typo (Ayy) That bitch drive me crazy (Ayy), she gon' make me psycho (Ayy) Everything I been through (Ayy), it's something only I know Ayy, I'm a legend just like Michael My bitch is ungrateful, so I'm out with my side ho She gon' treat me different, I should make her my ho She don't need no surgery, she don't got no lipo But she got that ass, though, told her how to throw it right She treat me like a motorcycle, ride me like a motorbike Vroom, I just took off, check the speed (Yeah) I just made 100K off a show (Show) I just made 50K off of weed (Yeah) You know I like to play with your ho (Huh) I choke her and pull out her weave (Huh) I told her "Bae, I gotta go" (Go) She beggin' me "Stay over, please" (Please) I gotta leave, boo (Ayy) I don't wanna mislead you (Uh) I just wanna please you (Uh) She looked and said "Me too" (Uh) So I let her ride out (Ride) She like how we vibe out (Vibe) But if you pick my phone up (Brrt) I'ma put you in timeout, 'cause I'm I'm tryna stay up off my iPhone Told my bitch "I love you," that was just a typo (Yeah, yeah, yeah) That bitch drive me crazy (Uh), she gon' make me psycho (Yeah) Everything I been through (Yeah), it's something only I know Ayy, I'm tryna stay up off my iPhone (Brrt, brrt) Told my bitch "I love you", that was just a typo (Ayy) That bitch drive me crazy (Ayy), she gon' make me psycho (Ayy) Everything I been through (Ayy), it's something only I know I'm about to tell my dude I love him Then I'm gonna dump him 'Cause to be honest I put my side nigga above him Tell him that I know that he creepin' with that ho That's why I'm fuckin' that nigga that I be callin' my bro Middle finger, fuck you, who the fuck is you? This tell is for you, I'm gonna take a double u Fuck up on a dick then I fuck up a check He say he want a kiss, but I give him a peck I say call me Aretha, I want my respect When you niggas get stupid, it's plenty on deck Ain't about to be sittin' home cryin' for you Better get one in pink if you buy it in blue All these niggas is lines up eyein' the coupe Because takin' your spot what they dyin' to do Ayo, open the door, give me my clothes Throw me the keys, 'cause I'm taking the Rolls' Get any closer, we comin' to blows You get the picture, ain't takin' a pose I mean, who doin' it, doin' it? Like we doin' it, doin' it? Why you ruin it, ruin it? Here we go How you ain't know a Queen from a rat? She saw that cheese, now you 'bout to get trapped How you ain't know a Queen from a rat? I run and you gon be doubling back, back I'm tryna stay up off my iPhone (Brrt, brrt) Told my bitch "I love you," that was just a typo (Yeah, yeah) That bitch drive me crazy, she gon' make me psycho (Ayy) Everything I been through (Ayy) It's something only I know (Yeah, yeah) Ayy, I'm tryna stay up off my iPhone (Brrt, brrt) Told my bitch "I love you," that was just a typo (Yeah, yeah) That bitch drive me crazy, she gon' make me psycho Everything I been through, it's something only I know Ain't no typo, ain't no Michael (Tryna stay up off my iPhone) Ain't a psycho, fuck your iPhone (Yeah) Fuck your iPhone
Audio Features
Song Details
- Duration
- 03:11
- Key
- 1
- Tempo
- 160 BPM