ME:MO - Trap Phone Lyrics

Trap phone is ringing
Man I'm doing what I'm talking
Different flavours I'm rolling with the papers
I got sauce on me yo know i got ice on me
Lotta bitches phoning me
My opps living too close to me
Handcuffs turned into rolex
Bottom turned into top
Now I'm whipping in a drop top
And smoking on the hot box
Bro What you rushing for
All my chainz and watches are bussin down
I don't chase no bus now
Mama told me but i never listen
Dad didn't give a shit
I had to hussle
When they see me mans goin faster
They all slipping
I'm the professional mopper
That money shit
Real ones turned into fake shit
I am my own inspiration
She wants my location
I talk about struggles
You talk about the fashion
You doing it too but I got the passion
I put my hoes in a section
We dont f*ck wit u cuz u keep hating
Time is money but you keep wasting
I'm just playing they watching me in the court side
East west south north
Im from the every sides
She not looking to my eyes
She looking to my ice
But I don't give f*ck
I tried but couldn't find the way
I'm the wave you think do i need a wave
I just hit bong
Call them hoes I just hit phone
They expect More money less work
3 4 memo lesss goo

My way is long distance
Devil in my ear whisper
You gotta learn listen
You learning about me more on every song
They wants more but it's not a product on amazon
When you see me why you acting so strange tho
I was 16 with the lean
Life was like a murder scene
My bitch got the maybeline
Don't even ask what I'm on
I don't even trust
Cos she a hoe
You say you really needed ha
My next partner is fashıonnova
Imma do it fasho
Yeah I'm turnt but it ain't no show
Bitch so tricky think that I'm freaky
Put that bag on my pinky
Leave that shit cos it's risky
Sit back and sip on that whiskey
In the coupe with a bad b
Why you so nasty
She gon get this tasty
Nonstop working
Cuz my bitch wants a birkin
Gotta get a bag
When I go to purchase
Tryna keep it modest but who got that drip
Let's be honest
Baguettes diamonds Like a pastry
Pills like a candy
Ye I'm a bandit
I got the answers but you can't even ask it
Imma make it haters gonna hate it
You want me to leave
No way bro I can not leave that trap
Cos im living in tha trap
Money like a wrap
If u a real man pull up with no wep
I'm not just a rapper
I made the picture
You tryna pick the puzzles
She a eater
You wonder why I call u bitch
That's a beat with tha heat
It ain't game you tryna cheat
Chainz from cali
Memo got a rarri
It ain't safe for the block
I'm like asap bari
I never lose
I'm the winner
God save my soul
I'm a sinner
I just wanna fall in love but
Sometimes I don even know
If she wants to keep me she gon need to swallow
You know I'm flying high but tryna keep it low