Phone Jumpin

Yeah
 There we go
 Ha ha ha
 (Renegade, renegade)
 Ha ha ha ha ha
 Residue still on my hand
 It feel like I'm back in the kitchen (I'm back)
 Your bitch in the back of the Fisker
 You can't imagine the trenches (no)
 What you know about trappin' and pitchin'?
 Now I got 'em laughing up in the back of the Bentley
 What you know about not having a penny?
 Phone jumping gotta bag it up quickly
 Phone off, it was quiet for me (quiet)
 Don't say you love me, you ain't dying for me
 I woke up this morning with a lot of money
 I'm just selling game come and buy it from me
 On my mama, your honor
 I'm not gonna speak on a soul
 They told me you reap what you sow
 Ride for my nigga, I'll never forget all the times you took me where I needed to go
 I woke this morning like: fuck everybody, and that's how I knew that I needed to smoke
 My niggas is felons, you niggas is jealous and y'all just defining the meaning of broke (I'm broke)
 I'm gettin' some brain, I pulled out my chain and she started lookin' like she seen a ghost
 Diamonds is cold like goin' outside with no jacket and mama say: You need a coat
 I do not wanna be stuck in the hood all day I rather go jump off a boat
 When the album dropping? All they wanna know
 Two thousand for this Moncler coat
 Mike Amiri cost me 18
 That ain't no shirt that was straight jeans
 Pineapple Fanta when I be on it
 But my little bitch she drinking straight lean
 Residue still on my hand
 It feel like I'm back in the kitchen
 Your bitch in the back of the Fisker (in the back)
 You can't imagine the trenches
 What you know about trappin' and pitchin'?
 Now I got 'em laughing up in the back of the Bentley
 What you know about not having a penny? (oh oh)
 Phone jumping gotta bag it up quickly (quick)
 Ice hash in the bong
 Take dabs 'til I'm gone
 In the basement, growing base, this shit is strong like mase
 Keep a low temp nail, 'cause it's all about taste
 I just did three mil', did it all in one day
 Hear 'em talk but I don't believe him
 New car so I'm gonna leave him
 Talk down but they wanna be him, damn
 They don't go off like Khalifa man
 2nd grade had two girlfriends
 5th grade I was in Japan
 Now I can never go broke again
 I ain't need no one to hold my hand (uh, fuck up off me)
 If the weed good roll it then
 Quick to turn a hater to a fan
 Quick to get another million
 Quick to spend it all with my fam
 Quick to tell a nigga who I am
 Quick to get my niggas out a jam
 I'mma roll one
 Pass it around, ain't got lungs
 You better grow some
 I remember people lying to me
 Now I force 'em all to stand in line
 How he got a bag but he flyin'?
 My nigga don't text me right now I'm too high
 Phone off it was quiet for me (quiet)
 Don't say you love me, you ain't dying for me
 I woke up this morning with a lot of money
 I'm just selling game come and buy it from me
 On my wrist, I put Patek Philippe now
 Every day we can eat at Phillepe's now
 It's hard to see through this weed cloud
 I'm picking up bags when I leave town (bags)
 A lot of hammers and a lot of lead
 A lot of Phantoms and a lot of red (oha)
 Without these cameras they'd be probably dead
 Hard to keep my balance off a lot of meds (oh)
 I've been that nigga since Simon Says
 I heard you talk to a lot of feds (ah)
 Bring your rent back to papi and gimme more
 Fuck the re-up up at the Fendi store
 Fuck the re-up up on Chanel
 Fuck the re-up up on Vuitton
 Last year I bet against the Cavaliers
 I fucked the re-up on LeBron
 We ain't lookin' for jobs livin' like the mob
 Hot temper keepin' it calm
 See I used to sleep in the slums
 Now bitches chew me like a piece of some gum (oh)
 Residue still on my hand
 It feel like I'm back in the kitchen (I'm back)
 Your bitch in the back of the Fisker
 You can't imagine the trenches
 What you know about trappin' and pitchin'?
 Now I got 'em laughing up in the back of the Bentley (in the back)
 What you know about not having a penny?
 Phone jumping gotta bag it up quickly
 Phone off it was quiet for me (quiet)
 Don't say you love me, you ain't dying for me
 I woke up this morning with a lot of money
 I'm just selling game come and buy it from me
 On my wrist I put Patek Philippe now
 Every day we can eat at Phillepe's now (every day)
 It's hard to see through this weed cloud
 I'm picking up bags when I leave town
 A lot of hammers and a lot of lead
 A lot of Phantoms and a lot of red (oha)
 Without these camera's they'd be probably dead
 Hard to keep my balance off a lot of meds
 (Perc's, Xan's, Lean, Perc's)
 Without these camera's they'd be probably dead
 Hard to keep my balance off a lot of meds (lot of meds)
 Residue still on my hand (still)
 It feel like I'm back in the kitchen (right back)
 Your bitch in the back of the Fisker
 You can't imagine the trenches (oh)
 Now I got em laughing up in the back of the Bentley
 Phone jumping gotta bag it up quickly (bag it up)
 (Phone jumping gotta bag it up quickly)
 (Phone jumping, quickly)
 (Phone jumping gotta bag it up quickly)