Phone Jumpin

Dave East, Wiz Khalifa2017年11月3日
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Phone Jumpin (手機冒險) (Explicit) - Dave East/Wiz Khalifa (維茲·卡利法)

Written by:David Brewster/Bryan S. Johnson/Cameron Thomaz/Bernard Herrmann

There we go

 

Renegade

Renegade

Renegade

 

Residue still on my hand

It feel like I'm back in the kitchen

Your b**ch in the back of the Fisker

You can't imagine the trenches

What you know about trappin' and pitchin'

Now I got em laughing up in the back of the Bentley

What you know about not having a penny

Phone jumping gotta bag it up quickly

Phone off it was quiet for me

Don't say you love me you ain't dying for me

I woke up this morning with a lot of money

I'm just selling game come and buy it from me

On my mama your honor

I'm not gonna speak on a soul

They told me you reap what you sow

Ride for my ni**a

I'll never forget all the times you took me where I needed to go

I woke this morning like f**k everybody

And that's how I knew that I needed to smoke

My *s is felons you *s is jealous

And y'all just defining the meaning of broke

I'm getting some brain

I pulled out my chain and she started lookin' like she seen a ghost

Diamonds is cold like goin' outside with no jacket

And mama say you need a coat

I do not wanna be stuck in the hood all day

I rather go jump off a boat

When the album dropping

All they wanna know

Two thousand for this Moncler coat

Mike Amiri cost me eighteen

That ain't no shirt that was straight jeans

Pineapple Fanta when I be on it

But my little b**ch she drinking straight lean

Residue still on my hand

 

It feel like I'm back in the kitchen

Your b**ch in the back of the Fisker

You can't imagine the trenches

What you know about trappin' and pitchin'

Now I got em laughing up in the back of the Bentley

What you know about not having a penny

Phone jumping gotta bag it up quickly

Ice hash in the bong

Take dabs til' I'm gone

In the basement growing base this sh*t is strong like mase

Keep a low temp nail 'cause it's all about taste

I just did three mil' did it all in one day

Hear em talk but I don't believe em

New car so I'm gonna leave em

Talk down but they wanna be him damn

 

They don't go off like Khalifa man

2nd grade had two girlfriends

5th grade I was in Japan

Now I can never go broke again

I ain't need no one to hold my hand uh f**k up off me

If the w**d good roll it then

Quick to turn a hater to a fan

Quick to get another million

Quick to spend it all with my fame

Quick to tell a ni**a who I am

Quick to get my *s out a jam

 

I'mma roll one

Pass it around ain't got lungs

You better grow some

 

I remember people lying to me

Now I force em' all to stand in line

How he got a bag but he flyin'

My ni**a don't text me right now I'm too high

Phone off it was quiet for me

Don't say you love me you ain't dying for me

I woke up this morning with a lot of money

I'm just selling game come and buy it from me

On my wrist I put Patek Philippe now

Every day we can eat at Phillepe's now

It's hard to see through this w**d cloud

I'm picking up bags when I leave town

A lot of hammers and a lot of lead

A lot of Phantoms and a lot of red

Without these cameras they'd be probably dead

Hard to keep my balance off a lot of meds

I've been that ni**a since Simon Says

I heard you talk to a lot of feds

Bring your rent back to papi and gimme more

F**k the re-up up at the Fendi store

F**k the re-up up on Chanel

F**k the re-up up on Vuitton

Last year I bet against the Cavaliers

I f**ked the re-up on LeBron

We ain't lookin' for jobs livin' like the mob

Hot temper keepin' it calm

 

See I used to sleep in the slums

Now b**ches chew me like a piece of some gum

Residue still on my hand

It feel like I'm back in the kitchen

Your b**ch in the back of the Fisker

You can't imagine the trenches

What you know about trappin' and pitchin'

Now I got em laughing up in the back of the Bentley

What you know about not having a penny

Phone jumping gotta bag it up quickly

Phone off it was quiet for me

Don't say you love me you ain't dying for me

I woke up this morning with a lot of money

I'm just selling game come and buy it from me

On my wrist I put Patek Philippe now

Every day we can eat at Phillepe's now

It's hard to see through this w**d cloud

I'm picking up bags when I leave town

A lot of hammers and a lot of lead

A lot of Phantoms and a lot of red

Without these cameras they'd be probably dead

Hard to keep my balance off a lot of meds

Percs Xans Lean Percs

 

Without these cameras they'd be probably dead

Hard to keep my balance off a lot of meds

Residue still on my hand

 

It feel like I'm back in the kitchen

Your b**ch in the back of the Fisker

You can't imagine the trenches

 

Now I got em laughing up in the back of the Bentley

 

Phone jumping gotta bag it up quickly

Bag that up

 

***歌詞來自第三方***

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