Mdot 59
Kiss Thru The Phone

[Chorus:]
You know you a baddie, you get what you want
H-Hair done, nails done I can’t even front
You like posting on IG and pulling ‘em stunts
You like n***as with tattoo, motion, and guns
Can’t fuck with a good boy, you like ‘em bad
L-Like how he treat you but you always sad
You got the motion, you get to her bag
Your ex is a lame, baby girl you did bad
Gotta be friends, we not compatible
I cheat, you cheat, it’s never gon’ end
No more friends, no there’s no-one to [?] to
Fuck on you late night, never gon’ end, like
Bae I can’t fuck wit’ your attitude
Fighting all day, we not makin’ amends
Face card a 10, but your ass getting fatter too
No more [?], I call you my friend, like

[Verse:]
Baby get fly every day of the week, all these bitches gotta wait for they birthday
We going round after round in the bed, hit from the back, shit sound like an earthquake
I know you a freak and I know you get nasty
Like I’ve been plotting on you since the first day
(These other bitches not fucking wit’ you, baby girl, you look better than them on your worst day)
N-No other block could do what we do, that’s why she callin’ my phone every night
Come fuck with the Lym’s, come fuck with the F’s, like
She wanna fuck out of spite
Her ex did her wrong and she callin’ my phone, like, if she wanna fuck, then I might
She pull up to the stu’ and she grabbin’ the mic
Reachin’ for the dick, baby girl, that’s the pipe
Your ex is a bum, that n***a lame
Like, b-baby do not compare me
I show you off the world and then get you some flowers, and maybe I’ll buy you Amiris
Beat up the pussy, you runnin’ your mouth
Like, b-baby do not come near me
Your ex is a lame, I had him duckin’ his head
Like, baby that lil’ n***a scary
Cheatin’ on me, I’m never salty, like, imma go fuck on her friend
Her shit fat, I buy her the skims, like, bae you look good where you been?
Gotta a new n***a, I never cared
Make sure you savin’ my number as, “Twin”
And the pussy be wet, I just go with the motion
Just gimme some goggles and imma go swim
[Chorus:]
You know you a baddie, you get what you want
H-Hair done, nails done I can’t even front
You like posting on IG and pulling ‘em stunts
You like n***as with tattoo, motion, and guns
Can’t fuck with a good boy, you like ‘em bad
L-Like how he treat you but you always sad
You got the motion, you get to her bag
Your ex is a lame, baby girl you did bad
Gotta be friends, we not compatible
I cheat, you cheat, it’s never gon’ end
No more friends, no there’s no-one to [?] to
Fuck on you late night, never gon’ end, like
Bae I can’t fuck wit’ your attitude
Fighting all day, we not makin’ amends
Face card a 10, but your ass getting fatter too
No more [?], I call you my friend, like