Let Me See Your Phone
By Morgan Butler & Malachi Byrd
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Let me see your phone
Who this concrete underscore rose with two e's who comment'n on your Instagram pic from 30 weeks ago?
Talking 'bout some, "Hit my phone, I just got a new number"
Who is she?
And don't tell me you don't follow her 'cause you got a hashtag team follow-back in your bio
I know your ass is cheatin'
Her ass knew she was schemin'
I be finding all your little side jokes
Tasha the poet underscore underscore don't drink
Lala putting me first Walkins
Niggas with a snickers with a 'Z'
And that girl who changes her Instagram name every three days
I ain't stupid.
Your fingers moving mighty fast to remove that notification
Always tryna pause me on FaceTime
Actin' like you don't answer your phone 'cause your battery dead but you got a portable charger
Still gotta pay back who bought that for you
And you left your email up in your mother's laptop
Now all I gotta do is click 'forgot password?'
I ain't trippin' off the retweets, the real dirt in them favorites
Talking 'bout you got a best friend that I ain't never met
I hope he catfish your pescatarian ass
Why you playing games?
Don't try to flip this shit on me like you don't got girls tryna invite you to parties on your 360
Yeah, I picked up your little game of Fifa and saw watersgirlgamer277 tryna play you
Why you tryna play me?
I know your ass cheating
Let me see your phone
We could go to my man house right now and if your phone connect to his Wi-Fi I'm gon' smack-
I'm gonna-
I'm gon' smack the nutrition out your apple
Let me see
All of a sudden you got a alphanumeric national treasure Rubik's cube password?
Let me see your phone!
Settings < Privacy < System Services < Location Services < Frequent Locations
Look at that
9-1-1 Unfaithful Boulevard
Who you meet there?
Whoever he is, he ugly
And you spend your whole summer job checking Forever 21, and you not even eighteen yet
Who is you tryna impress?
I bet you tryna impress that girl
That's smiling in your face while we say this goddamn poem knowing good and well she gon' go home, get on Facebook and put your name on the 2014 BNV Crush page
And you
nah, nah-nah, nah, nah
'Cause you tryna impress that dude
That dude talkin' 'bout that he a mad trick tryna joce up my girl tryna stand up with 'em and they mad like "Gina" that's my man could see me in the hallway like, "I can't stand that nigga"
No, you know after four weeks of making you my man-crush Monday you was my everything
After twenty-eight days in my Instagram bio you were my everything
You wanna see my phone? Here. Check it.
Uh-uh
Uh-uh Who is Bonita Applebomb?
You better not be puttin' her on then
Who- Who the hell is Tyrone?
You better not have brung his ass home
You know I'm tired of being lied to and cheated on
You buried the bones of our relationship before they could even stand
I used to think we were invincible
It turns out assumptions are icebergs
That can Titanic the tightest of connections
Faith isn't what ties you down
It's what makes you fly
Faith is leaving your phone face up on the table when you walk away
Faith is leaving your phone with me when you go into the bathroom
Faith is not having to see my phone at all
You want to see my phone? No.
You don't need my password to unlock my trust.
Who this concrete underscore rose with two e's who comment'n on your Instagram pic from 30 weeks ago?
Talking 'bout some, "Hit my phone, I just got a new number"
Who is she?
And don't tell me you don't follow her 'cause you got a hashtag team follow-back in your bio
I know your ass is cheatin'
Her ass knew she was schemin'
I be finding all your little side jokes
Tasha the poet underscore underscore don't drink
Lala putting me first Walkins
Niggas with a snickers with a 'Z'
And that girl who changes her Instagram name every three days
I ain't stupid.
Your fingers moving mighty fast to remove that notification
Always tryna pause me on FaceTime
Actin' like you don't answer your phone 'cause your battery dead but you got a portable charger
Still gotta pay back who bought that for you
And you left your email up in your mother's laptop
Now all I gotta do is click 'forgot password?'
I ain't trippin' off the retweets, the real dirt in them favorites
Talking 'bout you got a best friend that I ain't never met
I hope he catfish your pescatarian ass
Why you playing games?
Don't try to flip this shit on me like you don't got girls tryna invite you to parties on your 360
Yeah, I picked up your little game of Fifa and saw watersgirlgamer277 tryna play you
Why you tryna play me?
I know your ass cheating
Let me see your phone
We could go to my man house right now and if your phone connect to his Wi-Fi I'm gon' smack-
I'm gonna-
I'm gon' smack the nutrition out your apple
Let me see
All of a sudden you got a alphanumeric national treasure Rubik's cube password?
Let me see your phone!
Settings < Privacy < System Services < Location Services < Frequent Locations
Look at that
9-1-1 Unfaithful Boulevard
Who you meet there?
Whoever he is, he ugly
And you spend your whole summer job checking Forever 21, and you not even eighteen yet
Who is you tryna impress?
I bet you tryna impress that girl
That's smiling in your face while we say this goddamn poem knowing good and well she gon' go home, get on Facebook and put your name on the 2014 BNV Crush page
And you
nah, nah-nah, nah, nah
'Cause you tryna impress that dude
That dude talkin' 'bout that he a mad trick tryna joce up my girl tryna stand up with 'em and they mad like "Gina" that's my man could see me in the hallway like, "I can't stand that nigga"
No, you know after four weeks of making you my man-crush Monday you was my everything
After twenty-eight days in my Instagram bio you were my everything
You wanna see my phone? Here. Check it.
Uh-uh
Uh-uh Who is Bonita Applebomb?
You better not be puttin' her on then
Who- Who the hell is Tyrone?
You better not have brung his ass home
You know I'm tired of being lied to and cheated on
You buried the bones of our relationship before they could even stand
I used to think we were invincible
It turns out assumptions are icebergs
That can Titanic the tightest of connections
Faith isn't what ties you down
It's what makes you fly
Faith is leaving your phone face up on the table when you walk away
Faith is leaving your phone with me when you go into the bathroom
Faith is not having to see my phone at all
You want to see my phone? No.
You don't need my password to unlock my trust.
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