BOY FROOT X J-MIX X MAXDADDY - CH1RP lyrics

Froot- (hook) chirp me on the phone, i'll always be alone When i'm not home, cellphone roams b**h i'm in the club and you know i'm rollin up a blunt Bet it's boy froot with the stolen speaker subs Got a goth girl and i let her grind on me She lookin so fine while she roll my weed I got gucci louie prada on my whole damn team Eatin enchiladas flexico on the scene I'm spendin cash like it's nothin, make it back b**h i'm stuntin Spend it all on U, tommy hat, gucci shoes Pullin up with the crew, rollin blunts, come through (hook) J-mix- I'm smokin' blunts underwater, i'm sorry if i don't pick up And it's the third time i called her, she don't want me so i gotta give up I never knew that it would be like this You got me fallin for you like a f**in idiot You make me contradict myself like a hypocrite But i'm on top when i look down, i can't see you b**h People got a lot of sh** to say these days But i don't give a f** i blow my smoke right in their face I always got that coffee and that weed on me But all i need is you, so please don't sleep on me (hook) Maxdaddy- All i hear is dial-tones, chirpin on my iphone Smokin on that software, re-up once my highs gone Rollin up these trichromes, lightin up that vibrance Driftin through the timezones, spreading like a virus Schizophrenic nihilist, gripping dead flowers Cellphone roaming, i'm running low on power I'm running out of minutes, b**h i push it to the limit All i do is f**ing rhyme, never had time for a gimmick I just spit my f**ing lines, grind every day Regardless i'm prepaid There's a reason that my eyes the same color as f**in jade made Everybody sour, like we called collect, but i think that they just salty We ain't callin them yet, i ain't placin no bets unless it's a sure thing I ain't takin no calls, i just let that sh** ring The show don't stop til the fat b**h sing Maxdaddy pullin strings with my f**in pinky ring Chirpin on my digital, it ain't a f**in thing, it ain't a f**in thing (hook)