Facetime (But of Course)

Lyrics

[Chorus:] Gotcha main bitch tryna facetime (But of course) Out of here we done took the nine (But of course) Revved up nigga let it shine (But of course) Niggas man they can't stop the grind (But of course) Gotcha main bitch tryna facetime (But of course) Out of here we done took the nine (But of course) Revved up nigga let it shine (But of course) Niggas man they can't stop the grind (But of course) [Verse 1:] When I came out I got the thing out They ran but got a call You got a Jag, I want a Porsche Cleaned down with the windows washed Ten bricks and a hundred coils Bad bitch she can win awards Ain't shit if you can't afford When you feeling Hollywood is yours On riding in prada With yo Red Bottom We'll know when the heat dropping See these niggas they ain't got em With the trapping no flexing Hulla quite gotta move back to texas That's yo main bitch on my facetime Saying black niggas sexy WHole lotta fuck niggas at me When I get through they gon' at me Turn around on me, four pound on me For these fuck niggas acting Visionary no distracting In yellow gold or platinum Hundred dollar, got this hoe blondies Got a nigga wanna snatch them [Chorus] [Verse 2:] Money never made me but the bricks on standby Pistol on my side nigga, in my pocket it's a land mine Hele boy laying low Thirty year crime boss What we gon' take to the grave nigga Watch out niggas, ass off Money, pussy, nigga we got it But a raw nigga, four house With them drop down and go bout it Got dough for me, in the lobby These shooters on call These riders run everything Bills fold up We just ran out the wheels shawty We ain't too slow We done move up the code game Placetas no more Now we playing with that other thing [Chorus]