(Hook)
Heard my cellphone ring I heard my cellphone ring baby
Tell me what you need I heard my cellphone ring
Heard my cellphone ring I heard my cellphone ring
I be servin' up the fiends I heard my cellphone ring

Money call me up
It's time to go
Yo' money fuckin' up
I'm sorry bro
I don't know, how you put yourself in that situation
They see me doin' better now I know that they must hate it
Always on the celly, YDM he be juggin'
Ask 'em what they want bitch, you know I'm plugged in
It ain't nothin' to a hustler like me
I get it for the low I even ship it for a fee
Maserati shawty little mami got a body
She fuckin' on Young Mobbin givin' sloppy is her hobby
Gimmie' that toppy bitch you know I need that brain
Might jugg you out yo' life boy I'm always hittin' stains
Finessin' everybody boy I'm fuckin' up the game
Not fuckin' with no hoes, less we talkin' bout my main
I get plenty I don't need no more
You goofies lookin' greedy over stupid whores
Y'all can have 'em I ain't wit' it
Trappin' dabbies yea I get it
Yea I got it so let's hit it
Talkin' business lane switchin'
While I'm pourin' up a 6 'n I don't really give a fuck
Aye po' me up a duece, now it's 8 zips in my gut
I can't feel my lungs
I'm fuckin' chokin' off that thrax
If you need me call me up
Best believe that I'mma tax
All I know is money, paper chasin'
I get it fast
I got all these haters mad
Cus I'm shittin' on they ass (ha)

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