K$upreme - 10 Cellphones lyrics

[Intro] That sh** is so deep yo That sh** got my mind thinkin about a whole new other format, man Know what I'm sayin? All new sh** Homie Come on with the bullsh**, man You think another motherf**a know what you need to do? Ain't no purpose dog It's money we born to f**in' die man In the meantime, get money f** a book man [Hook: BIGBRUTHACHUBBA] Ten cellphones bouncin back to back Gotta get my momma out the f**in' trap Ten cellphones bouncin back to back Whippin up that chicken had a heart attack Ten cellphones bouncin back to back Lost ten packs gotta get 'em back Ten cellphones bouncin' back to back Finessin out the trap, finessin out the trap [Verse 1: BIGBRUTHACHUBBA] Ten cellphones bouncin back to back I get it out the trap i get it out the trap First time havin' s** I used Saran Wrap Just a young n***a that didn't give a crap And if I see her I- I promise I'm gon' tap Put em on the map I put em on the map I smoke a mid blunt and then I take a nap Forty rounds on (?) Tap, tap, tap [Hook] [Verse 2: K$upreme] Ten cellphones and they all jumpin Talk crazy, big homies they gon' get you bumpin Man these b**hes, yeah I swear, I can't never trust 'em It's a dirty world so finesse in this life Pray on the days on my gang they gon get (?) Young, Young n***a and I used the push to pack Had to level up Had to get my juggs Had to take a cap Ay, b**h hoes finessin packs (I was) Ten cellphones and they all jumpin Trap line doin' f**in' numbers And sh** shootin up like Steph Curry I finessed the b**h yeah I had to play her dirty