Kiss Thru The Phone lyrics

[Chorus:]
You know you a baddie, you get what you want
H-Hair done, nails done I can’t even front
You like posting on IG and pulling ‘em stunts
You like n*ggas with tattoo, motion, and guns
Can’t f*ck with a good boy, you like ‘em bad
L-Like how he treat you but you always sad
You got the motion, you get to her bag
Your ex is a lame, baby girl you did bad
Gotta be friends, we not compatible
I cheat, you cheat, it’s never gon’ end
No more friends, no there’s no-one to [?] to
f*ck on you late night, never gon’ end, like
Bae I can’t f*ck wit’ your attitude
Fighting all day, we not makin’ amends
Face card a 10, but your ass getting fatter too
No more [?], I call you my friend, like

[Verse:]
Baby get fly every day of the week, all these b*tches gotta wait for they birthday
We going round after round in the bed, hit from the back, sh*t sound like an earthquake
I know you a freak and I know you get nasty
Like I’ve been plotting on you since the first day
(These other b*tches not f*cking wit’ you, baby girl, you look better than them on your worst day)
N-No other block could do what we do, that’s why she callin’ my phone every night
Come f*ck with the Lym’s, come f*ck with the F’s, like
She wanna f*ck out of spite
Her ex did her wrong and she callin’ my phone, like, if she wanna f*ck, then I might
She pull up to the stu’ and she grabbin’ the mic
Reachin’ for the di*k, baby girl, that’s the pipe
Your ex is a bum, that n*gga lame
Like, b-baby do not compare me
I show you off the world and then get you some flowers, and maybe I’ll buy you Amiris
Beat up the pus*y, you runnin’ your mouth
Like, b-baby do not come near me
Your ex is a lame, I had him duckin’ his head
Like, baby that lil’ n*gga scary
Cheatin’ on me, I’m never salty, like, imma go f*ck on her friend
Her sh*t fat, I buy her the skims, like, bae you look good where you been?
Gotta a new n*gga, I never cared
Make sure you savin’ my number as, “Twin”
And the pus*y be wet, I just go with the motion
Just gimme some goggles and imma go swim
[Chorus:]
You know you a baddie, you get what you want
H-Hair done, nails done I can’t even front
You like posting on IG and pulling ‘em stunts
You like n*ggas with tattoo, motion, and guns
Can’t f*ck with a good boy, you like ‘em bad
L-Like how he treat you but you always sad
You got the motion, you get to her bag
Your ex is a lame, baby girl you did bad
Gotta be friends, we not compatible
I cheat, you cheat, it’s never gon’ end
No more friends, no there’s no-one to [?] to
f*ck on you late night, never gon’ end, like
Bae I can’t f*ck wit’ your attitude
Fighting all day, we not makin’ amends
Face card a 10, but your ass getting fatter too
No more [?], I call you my friend, like