Irineo - HML lyrics

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Irineo - HML lyrics

[Verse 1: Bruce Bayne] Got a new phone no more nude pictures My Snapchat game all rude with it My versus gone I need new writtens IPhone dead that's good riddance Got rid of it through with it through it in the street on some gangster sh** No case and sh** I'm living dangerous Think my database got date raped I'm a day late from paying my bill hope the call won't drop I came up on an upgrade never been upstate or upstaged In a cage match with a cupcake customer sticking it to a sus n***a Don't call my phone on private I'm styling like PalmPilots I'm in the pool hall pool palacing and the Palestinian who calls calls on vonage My homage only coming with homicides On airplane mode hope Mohammed will compromise b**h I'm selling cracked iPhones ,b**h I'm on your map time zones b**h I know you that well you don't have to act all different Got a new number get a contact high though And that long distance phone call comes with extensions [Verse 2: Bruce Bayne] Hit my line I got that flame Where you at the whole city behind us like a talk show In the cut like a blade I wanted a razors so bad just like a kid that wants to shave I was too young touché. But nowadays the youth got blue tooth like too much Kool-Aid The truth got through but now it's on hold You can die alone from a long dial tone Replaced by a clone better watch your tone and what you say on the phone NSA might know You know they drop drones. I just drop dome. And the knowledge of the tech savagery in your home Got trees in my home so my phone tapped like its touch screen won't let it slide need a code k**er on the roam be sure lock your homes or call Sherlock Holmes and hope the clock wrong No Nokia I could keep a Samsung and the same Sam Cooke song plays as my ring tone Might call my ex for the f** of it Act like its a bu*t dial better get some bu*t from it Started with a brick though now I flip birds I had flappy bird on the flip phone If you were my kinfolk I wouldn't let you in the plan Y'all n***as sound like you talking threw cans Tracking my trap phone from surveillance Vans On the contrary I don't have contraband I just come from Chicago where we kinda go ham And I'm calling from a landline where land mines land Need space to land satellite dish is a satellite jam This is a space jam. That Android will turn you to an android Fam