Ringin’ (Intro)

[Chorus]
Okay its, house phone shawty, also known as lil celly
Call me gluten free gangsta, when I'm eating up my veggies
Yeah I'm trying to call my plug but his line is always busy
Niggas blowing up my phone, yeah house line it be ringin'
Yuh, yuh, its ringin, its ringin', you call up my phone and its ringin'
Yuh, its ringin, its ringin', yuh like what do you want, my shit ringin'
Yuh, its ringin, its ringin', yuh they call my land landline it be ringin'
Yuh, yuh, its ringin, its ringin', yuh, yuh, yuh
Okay its, house phone shawty, also known as Lil celly
Call me gluten free gangsta, when I'm eating up my veggies
And I got no wifi so I can't send a text message
You know low low got the four four, if a nigga wanna test us

[Verse 1]
And its trump right in his polos, if you know that you respect it
I was about to hit your bitch up, but I'm getting bad reception
And I walk up in the club, I'm VIP all in my section
Your bitch all on my dick she wanna suck me cause my neckless
She calling me on face time audio
I'm just trying to get the neck and then I'm adios
When I step off you in the club know I let it snow
And I might sell it for high, get it for the low

[Chorus]
Okay its, house phone shawty, also known as lil celly
Call me gluten free gangsta, when I'm eating up my veggies
Yeah I'm trying to call my plug but his line is always busy
Niggas blowing up my phone, yeah house line it be ringin'
Yuh, yuh, its ringin, its ringin', you call up my phone and its ringin'
Yuh, its ringin, its ringin', yuh like what do you want, my shit ringin'
Yuh, its ringin, its ringin', yuh they call my land landline it be ringin'
Yuh, its ringin, its ringin', yuh, yuh, yuh, hello? hello?

[Verse 2]
My shit keep ringin', I'm like what the fuck is going on
Niggas snitching on my voicemail, when I'm not at home
If you ask me for front, you know I'm hanging up my phone
Keep it on the low, I'm trapping out my momma home
Yuh, I'm in the kitchen trying to whip it in my best pot
Yuh, I got the good dope probably make your breathe stop
Make these bitches snort some coke then they pull their breast out
Pussy niggas talking shit my clique will leave you stretched out
She calling me on face time audio
I'm just trying to get the neck and then I'm adios
When I step off you in the club know I let it snow
And I might sell it for high, get it for the low