Futuristic - No Service lyrics

[Verse 1: Futuristic] Look in my eyes and come catch a vibe Baby I promise I got you tonight Trapped on your phone screen Life gon' pa** you, in one ear and out the other But everything I ask you, you're a slave to your socials Make sure you take a picture with me b**h cause I'm poppin' Post it up proper All of them filters they got you looking like a model Damn, What would you do if we went to a party way out in the desert and no one could reach you? You ain't have nothing but music and family and friends, all the people who actually need you Do you really gotta check your phone every f**ing two minutes? Dance with me and let's have a drink Go crazy, don't care what people think Leave the party take off your shoes Break all the rules And run down the beach We can f** in your Daddy's car But don't Snapchat that Mhm, I don't have to edit no pics to see yo' a** is fat Mhm, Let's head back to the trap, get it fast Take a sip, call a Lyft, tell a joke I'ma laugh And you know I'm spazzin', no coke I'ma pa** We could talk but I don't wanna know about your past (What do you do?) Oh, I rap Don't act like you ain't know that Gotta a email with a beat disattached (The f**ing wifi went out) [Hook: Futuristic] I don't think my phone workin' You can't have my pa**code That sh** make me so nervous Might pull out my Snapchat Look at all of these hoes t**n' What the f**? I ain't got no service No service, I ain't got no service No service, I ain't got no service No service, I ain't got no service No service [Verse 2: Futuristic] Like a black man during segregation Tryna get a table in a white neighborhood, No service No shoes and I'm shirtless Shut down the wifi, did it on purpose Got a better purpose this evening Plus everything you reading misleading Why you all up in their business, who cheating? I can make it disappear like Houdini Why would you ask Siri? Mr. Feenie On a fence with experience he need To tell you about what you should believe in You should be out here just achievin' Sometimes yo' phone be the reason That you are terrible at speakin' Cause you only talk through a text but you freeze up soon as you meet 'em God damn, I'm a hypocrite Lemme fit the script You got me sounding like an idiot (Dude, isn't this album supposed to be called As Seen On The Internet?) After you download this album, listen to it with no interruptions So all of yo' friends could come over and have the dopest discussions [Interlude] Joe Swanson: Ugh, ohh, Ugh, Hey, Peter, You didn't have any problems with this uhhh new Futuristic album, did you? Peter Griffin: uhh, no, nno, did not Jason Stathem: I'm Jason Stathem and there's not a lotta things that impress me but this album definitely took me by the balls and said: "Look here, this sure is something serious" Ted: Futuristic, he can be a thunder buddy for me, I like this album so much I tell you what, I would tell everyone of my friends about it, every single one what do you think? You tell me God God: Well guy, I told you I'm not God, I'm Morgan Freeman, there is not much that I like more than this song but maybe one thing and that's strawberry shortcakes, mm, mmm, mm, I sure do love strawberry shortcakes Optimus Prime: I am Optimus Prime, we must finish this Futuristic song, Autobots transform and roll out! [Hook: Futuristic] I don't think my phone workin' You can't have my pa**code That sh** make me so nervous Might pull out my Snapchat Look at all of these hoes t**n' What the f**? I ain't got no service No service, I ain't got no service No service, I ain't got no service No service, I ain't got no service No service