Phonejacker

[Intro]
I have called you five **** times, five times
This is the **** that pisses me off
I don't want to hear you have your **** ringer off
'Cause you already know how that situation goes
If I call you should go **** answer
That's the **** that pisses me off
If that was a **** emergency, you got to fuckin' wake up, and you can't—
Uh

[Verse 1]
I'm on my couch watchin' MasterChef
I usually get up at 12 and then go back to bed
You ever been high on meth and tried to crack a egg? (Woah)
Just gave a fiend twenty pound and sent 'em down to Greggs (Uh)
The bread's big, but the circle small
Lean like a turkey bowl, I never heard the call
I don't return calls (Uh-uh), I got green like I'm Herbet Boyer
You men look dirty and poor
Sure shot, I wrote this song on my porch
Weed head, check this new bomb that I bought
I was on the shop floor shoppin' drawers (Uh)
Now I'm on the top floor poppin' corks
I get the skin fade with the blade trim
I take my drink straight, I'ma stay pink
I rock the fox fur with the snake skin (Ooh)
Just sent my dame with a pouch with eight eights in
We don't care if he's bait or who's watchin' him (Fuck)
You just say what you want and then drop a pin (Mm)
Ready rock, fiend pullin' on a stem
That line was off for the week, just switched it on again

[Interlude]
Hello?
Who's that here?
Who's that? Mm
Text me, text me
Uh

[Verse 2]
New number for a old basher
Nigerian dollar, like the Fonejacker
I'd say it's more about you if I don't answer
I don't just pick up if you call (No)
I don't respond to messages at all (Never)
How important can it be?
The label said that they Zoom-callin' me at 3 (What's the time?)
I don't know how this Zoom works
I smoke the zoot like a barbeque jerk
Cult leader, about to build a new church
In the Bluebird with my new bird (Plane)
You tryna run it off a old one
You got two dads, no mom (Haha)
Condom full of coke in her colon (Ew)
What a champ, but he can't even keep the phone on

[Outro]
Just let that shit ring out
Like what? Uh, uh (Ah)
Good morning and thank you for calling, go fuck yourself
The person want to get fucked
Hello? Yeah, no, I'm, no I'm in France
[?] botched delicacy [?]
It is then roasted and then consumed whole in a single mouth full
Traditionally, during this meal, we have to place shrouts over our heads
Hiding our faces from God
I don't hide from God