IPhone

Album cover art for "IPhone" by ‌woody

‌woody - Rap, Experimental Rap

IPhone

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[Hook] Hit them, with the fentanyl I fucking love this man It just wasn't working out I'm finna stay home Plays, making money off my iPhone Slim thick bitch call me on my iPhone I didn't cry when bro died, why would I cry now? I wanna lie down I wanna cry now Every time I cry now Open up your eyes, I love it when you sleep I only cry with her, she know I'm not a creep I'm a cretin, baby, I'll breach it I let the bugs in, I thought that's what you wanted I'm not like Cupid, man, I got a gun A fallen angel She look cute from every angle Fell from heaven, broke my ankle I know it seems dumb But baby you're the one I knew that since I seen the sun I'm my mama's first son but she got another one [Hook] Hit them, with the fentanyl I fucking love this man It just wasn't working out I'm finna stay home Plays, making money off my iPhone Slim thick bitch call me on my iPhone I didn't cry when bro died, why would I cry now? I wanna lie down I wanna cry now Every time I cry now Open up your eyes, I love it when you sleep I only cry with her, she know I'm not a creep I'm a cretin, baby, I'll breach it I let the bugs in, I thought that's what you wanted I'm not like Cupid, man, I got a gun A fallen angel She look cute from every angle Fell from heaven, broke my ankle I know it seems dumb But baby you're the one I knew that since I seen the sun I'm my mama's first son but she got another one

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  • ‌woody