Callon B x sIMple - Dope Phone lyrics

[Verse 1: Callon B] Dreads sticking up like antennas on my head I must be dreaming think I might go back to bed, then he rest Frank hit me with a text, I understood and locked the screen It's not important what it said but after that eyes on the scene Loud and clear I'm good to go, you hear me now and now is Gold I got bars, trust, even if I leave with out my phone To in touch to get in touch with, ain't no service in the Country How I'm living, leave a message and a thumbprint when I check it Serve Subpoena, Service Workers intercept it Drop a bomb, ease dropping off of someone else calls Keeping record, for your records mine Akashic I'm a Crystal or a coil, call me Tesla I could shock ya My provider is much higher, check my net growth ha I'm blacked out like dead phones, its nuttin What? huh? leave em in the dead zone f** em Cuz i said so f** it [Bridge: Frank] Tell em f** em Yeah yeah, stuck in that, stuck in the dead zone f** em Ya, stuck in the dead zone, stuck in the dead zone No sales on your cell phone and wheres all the money? I guess its in hells home Ay hold up ima keep trying to get ahold of Simple right quick, iight? [Verse 2: Frank] (Callon - Hey can you hear me?) Young Callon got his dreads grown looking for a red bone Me to these chicks just keep coming every time a n***a speak Their knees get weak loving me And I ain't even peaked, I pre heated the oven Getting ready to eat on these beats man I needed something That would keep me on my feet, my cleats just keep running the game I'm like Dee Dee I reach the delete bu*ton And erase these rappers (Frank) Who do you think that I am? I heard your tape and I thought that you should rename it to catching some Zzz's because asleep yes I am (Word) Is this how we treating the fam? If bars were like d** than I'm Adderall when you rap it sounds like you have been eating them xans (Serve) But shouts out to Izzy cuz he is the man I'm peeping the plan, back to the Chi town he's leaving again doin deeds for the fam (Yeah) Real n***as know that theres no need to explain And when they ask us how we got the game on lock its prolly cuz we got them keys on our brain [Verse 3: Simple] I've been this paid since the 5th grade, graded papers, A's getting sh** straight Since 12' working on the same mixtape, I changed my rap name three times on this tape And I been working on my Pimp Hand my wrist weights Take a risk watch me skip across this lake cuz I'm stoned f**in alarm on my phone keep going, can't find it in the couch cushions Whats thissss? I found 3 xans, an empty can of Busch Light and an ashed Swisher thats bitter Rap fixer, sh** I drops fresh as Cat litter Mac user Apple computer, I never had trouble shootin I also never had to do it I write my raps in Sharpie, because I'm f**in perfect All I do is f**in work and wonder if it's f**in worth it All I do is puff herb and ponder if these cuff links are popping with the shoes that I walk in I dont concern myself with the problems that I cannot change So I decided to take the blame for what I'm hidin But you'll never see inside of me Smoking mirrors, smokin mirrors from the hour long shower Bong ripper, rap cypher spitter By myself when no one listens, or should I slow down for a minute? Pause for a second......and get right back in it Take a breath of fresh air with some purp rolled in it Finally pick a f**in call up when the doe run thinner Tae Kwon Do, Sensei Don Dripper Kanye in my speakers Perion and Perrier spiller Don't come to my Villa, unless you got a plan for business But please, tell me that you brought some b**hes Locked in a room without of my senses Vision is excellent, HD specialist Only buy the best of sh**, p**y my preference Money still 1st and weed a close 2nd with Codeine on my Cigarettes, co-co-codeine-ne on my Cigarettes YOU THOUGHT YOU HAD IT??? (Unplanned phone call between Simple & Callon B)