Don’t Blow My Phone by Markeezy Lyrics
Don’t Blow My Phone
Chorus
Blondslife shit
I don’t do shifts
Drop my songs
Like a motherfucking semen
While u niggas suck dicks
Rock star shit
People wanna rock my shit
Scream in the party
So hard
When I’m drunk
On some rockstar shit
I only do hits
Because I have a list
So niggas can’t tell me shit
Future engineer
Learning how to make bricks
Future engineer
Made the sonics get lit
Future engine near
To my motherfucking whip
Fill it with the fuel
Of a motherfucking bitch
She’s a low cost
Doesn’t end fast
I don’t feel a crisis
In this bitch
Ouh Ouh Ouh Ouh
Please don’t blow my phone
If you know
That Blondslife
Getting good dome
Please don’t blow my phone
When u see Blondslife
Taking the motherfucking throne
Fuck your co-sign if u don’t put me on
Verse 1
All of theses niggas are turkeys
Thanks for giving me nothing
I cannot live with a debt
My credit has to be straight
I am a Nigga with vision
I turn a nothing to something
Smoke in the motherfucking club
Caused by the dude with a fade
My dicks on a diet
Cause I do not fuck abroad
It’s outta shape
My dicks on a diet
Cause I like fuck with no condom
I can’t get aids
I’m breaking some hearts
And charging for the motherfucking
Fucking band aid
Bitches were mad
Still they asked for replay
Chorus
Verse 2
She fell in love with the dong
Cause it got veins
She said it’s skrong
She got the wind it was wrong
And the wind made her go home
Bad bitch came back with some wings
Saying her nigga just did her wrong
Bad bitch just showed me her tricks
I said her nigga is lost in the bong
I’m getting lost in her sauce
That’s why I sauce in these beats
Like I’m lost
Write what I think
And I Rhyme
It is so different
Than talking that talk
Walk to my plug every week
To buy some dank
Worth the cost of a Boss
You don’t need to know that cost
Chorus
Chorus
Blondslife shit
I don’t do shifts
Drop my songs
Like a motherfucking semen
While u niggas suck dicks
Rock star shit
People wanna rock my shit
Scream in the party
So hard
When I’m drunk
On some rockstar shit
I only do hits
Because I have a list
So niggas can’t tell me shit
Future engineer
Learning how to make bricks
Future engineer
Made the sonics get lit
Future engine near
To my motherfucking whip
Fill it with the fuel
Of a motherfucking bitch
She’s a low cost
Doesn’t end fast
I don’t feel a crisis
In this bitch
Ouh Ouh Ouh Ouh
Please don’t blow my phone
If you know
That Blondslife
Getting good dome
Please don’t blow my phone
When u see Blondslife
Taking the motherfucking throne
Fuck your co-sign if u don’t put me on
Verse 1
All of theses niggas are turkeys
Thanks for giving me nothing
I cannot live with a debt
My credit has to be straight
I am a Nigga with vision
I turn a nothing to something
Smoke in the motherfucking club
Caused by the dude with a fade
My dicks on a diet
Cause I do not fuck abroad
It’s outta shape
My dicks on a diet
Cause I like fuck with no condom
I can’t get aids
I’m breaking some hearts
And charging for the motherfucking
Fucking band aid
Bitches were mad
Still they asked for replay
Chorus
Verse 2
She fell in love with the dong
Cause it got veins
She said it’s skrong
She got the wind it was wrong
And the wind made her go home
Bad bitch came back with some wings
Saying her nigga just did her wrong
Bad bitch just showed me her tricks
I said her nigga is lost in the bong
I’m getting lost in her sauce
That’s why I sauce in these beats
Like I’m lost
Write what I think
And I Rhyme
It is so different
Than talking that talk
Walk to my plug every week
To buy some dank
Worth the cost of a Boss
You don’t need to know that cost
Chorus