"IPHONE 5" lyrics
(FEMME FATALE)
Let's go
I think this shit pretend (Yeah-yeah, let's go)
I think this shit pretend (Okay)
I think this shit pretend (Let's go)
It's bad hoes on my line (FEMME FATALE)
It's bad hoes on my line (Let's go)
I linked her, lunch time (Word)
Get home, back home on time (Alright, let's go)
If-if you down, tat' me on your pussy (FEMME FATALE, schyeah, on your pussy, baby)
Yeah, we-we could trap right in here, ain't no one looking (Um)
Blatt, we can go out, Camden Market, punk (Camden Market, baby)
Yeah, think this ho wanna fuck me for the look (For the what?; All di gyaldem)
Yeah, if you want some dick, I can do that
I-I love my life back in London (Yeah, slatt)
I left my love in London (Yeah, slatt)
I left my life in London (Let's go)
I-I could tell these niggas up to somethin' (Knew they was up to somethin')
Yeah, fuck a iPhone 5, I go take that off him (Yeah, pussy, boop-boop)
Yeah, just tricked on my bitch, I told her, "I don't do this often" (Yeah, let's go)
First time I saw my wife, I knew she would press the right button (Mwah)
(Let's go)
Yeah, don't press it (FEMME FATALE)
I been out with my dog tonight (Oh)
And they won't press him (Let's go, let's go)
I told my bro, "Don't press it" (Let's go, FEMME FATALE; please, and thank you)
(Wait, I just realized it's deadass Virgo season)
(Say bitch, say what?)
Batshit—
Batshit crazy (Yeah, okay)
I'm in NY
My old thing might go brazy (Yeah-yeah, go brazy, mwah)
I go MIA-A-A-A-A
I came with my TEC, but Jesse still goin' brazy (Let's go, let's go)
Pussy punk niggas been on my dick lately (Let's go, let's go)
I think the opps mad because my bitch goin' crazy (Yeah, let's go, Mwah)
Yeah, if you want some dick, I can do that (Bitch)
I love my life back in London (FEMME FATALE)
I left my love in London
I left my life in London (All di gyaldem)
I could tell these niggas up to somethin' (Yeah, they up to something)
Yeah, fuck a iPhone 5, I go take that off him (Let's go)
Yeah, just tricked on my bitch, I told her, "I don't do this often" (Let's go)
First time I saw my wife, I knew she would press the right— (Mwah)
Put out dem fire, button, don't press it (Yeah, slatt)
Burn out, burn out, burn dem out
Put out dem fire
I think this shit pretend (Slatt, slatt)
I think this shit pretend (Slatt, slatt)
It's bad hoes on my line (Slatt, slatt)
It's bad hoes on my line (Slatt, slatt)
I linked her, lunch time (Slatt, slatt)
Get home, back home on time (FEMME FATALE)
(Slatt)
(FEMME FATALE)
Let's go, let's go
Know this is [?], ya hear [?] me tonight, you know seh a skaiwater
(Fah, fah, fah)
Ayy, let's go
Let's go
I think this shit pretend (Yeah-yeah, let's go)
I think this shit pretend (Okay)
I think this shit pretend (Let's go)
It's bad hoes on my line (FEMME FATALE)
It's bad hoes on my line (Let's go)
I linked her, lunch time (Word)
Get home, back home on time (Alright, let's go)
If-if you down, tat' me on your pussy (FEMME FATALE, schyeah, on your pussy, baby)
Yeah, we-we could trap right in here, ain't no one looking (Um)
Blatt, we can go out, Camden Market, punk (Camden Market, baby)
Yeah, think this ho wanna fuck me for the look (For the what?; All di gyaldem)
Yeah, if you want some dick, I can do that
I-I love my life back in London (Yeah, slatt)
I left my love in London (Yeah, slatt)
I left my life in London (Let's go)
I-I could tell these niggas up to somethin' (Knew they was up to somethin')
Yeah, fuck a iPhone 5, I go take that off him (Yeah, pussy, boop-boop)
Yeah, just tricked on my bitch, I told her, "I don't do this often" (Yeah, let's go)
First time I saw my wife, I knew she would press the right button (Mwah)
(Let's go)
Yeah, don't press it (FEMME FATALE)
I been out with my dog tonight (Oh)
And they won't press him (Let's go, let's go)
I told my bro, "Don't press it" (Let's go, FEMME FATALE; please, and thank you)
(Wait, I just realized it's deadass Virgo season)
(Say bitch, say what?)
Batshit—
Batshit crazy (Yeah, okay)
I'm in NY
My old thing might go brazy (Yeah-yeah, go brazy, mwah)
I go MIA-A-A-A-A
I came with my TEC, but Jesse still goin' brazy (Let's go, let's go)
Pussy punk niggas been on my dick lately (Let's go, let's go)
I think the opps mad because my bitch goin' crazy (Yeah, let's go, Mwah)
Yeah, if you want some dick, I can do that (Bitch)
I love my life back in London (FEMME FATALE)
I left my love in London
I left my life in London (All di gyaldem)
I could tell these niggas up to somethin' (Yeah, they up to something)
Yeah, fuck a iPhone 5, I go take that off him (Let's go)
Yeah, just tricked on my bitch, I told her, "I don't do this often" (Let's go)
First time I saw my wife, I knew she would press the right— (Mwah)
Put out dem fire, button, don't press it (Yeah, slatt)
Burn out, burn out, burn dem out
Put out dem fire
I think this shit pretend (Slatt, slatt)
I think this shit pretend (Slatt, slatt)
It's bad hoes on my line (Slatt, slatt)
It's bad hoes on my line (Slatt, slatt)
I linked her, lunch time (Slatt, slatt)
Get home, back home on time (FEMME FATALE)
(Slatt)
(FEMME FATALE)
Let's go, let's go
Know this is [?], ya hear [?] me tonight, you know seh a skaiwater
(Fah, fah, fah)
Ayy, let's go
