Cellphone – YBN Nahmir

Cellphone, whenever you think you need me, hit my cellphone
205, you know that’s the [?], that’s my zipcode
Pull your phone out, press the button, join that dile toan
Just hit my cellphone, just hit my cellphone

Thottys, we got them [?] off maly
I’m off the maly, so I’m bound to catch a body
These niggas talking like they really be somebody
The whole time we searched them up, they be nobody
Y’all niggas fake, you really be some actors
I’m riding raris, while you riding in that tracter
I hit your girl up, she gon come up, and that’s a fact, sir
And I don’t wanna cuff that bitch, no Imma pass her
And I’m getting to the bands now
I blow my money something like a fan now
I’m on my way to the top, ain’t no coming down
A nigga silly, shot that nigga in the van now

Cellphone, whenever you think you need me, hit my cellphone
205, you know that’s the [?], that’s my zipcode
Pull your phone out, press the button, join that dile toan
Just hit my cellphone, just hit my cellphone