Maxo Kream Cell Boomin Lyrics

[Verse 1: Maxo Kream]
Stains hit my phone cus I'm trapping like a bitch
Facetimin' with the plug but my phone on 3%
Don't be playin' on my line tell me what you tryna get
Hate when niggas want work but they ask to send a pic
I got pounds, I got zips but I could never serve a nick
I got rounds, I got clips and I could never shoot and miss
Top Shoota Dun dodda nigga real ting diss
On Instagram thottin' hoes sendin' naked pics
Call your bitch make a flick hit again and call it quits
Metro f*ck a Sprint no location on my shit
Servin' niggas fake bricks remixed with packs, sell it cheap
Watch me quarterback plays like a 28 sweep
All day juggin' on my trap phone
Gettin' on my my nerves switch to airplane mode
Selling hella drugs to a patient
Young nigga trappin' out the vacant
[Chorus: Maxo Kream]
Stupid little bitch wanna front on five grams
You a petty little ho
Three pounds of the gas going for the five bands
Get the plug on the phone
If it ain't about the hunnids nigga what the f*ck you want
I might ship it out to Cali while you smokin' home grown
Phone goin' off trappin' like a muthaf*cker
Karo a whole pint serve it to a dumb sucka

[Verse 2: Father]
Stop playin' on my phone
Aye you at the crib, bitch I'm always f*cking home
Best had text 'before you come, nigga you don't know me
Flip phone Nokia to keep it lowkey
Yup, got a cholo I only hit on Motarola
Keep good coke, I don't mean Coca Cola
Speak a little Spanish, yea mamacita hola
Yeah I hit it raw, hope I don't catch Ebola
Damn that was ignorant, going to blame it on my pigment
Niggas think they see me but they only see a figment
Habitual bitch-getter, pick of the litter, nigga
How the hell you figure you better? You the type of nigga take a bitch leave the cheddar
I'm the type of nigga get the money get her wetter
Need more provolone, nigga need feta
Need to leave that ho alone, nigga do better
[Chorus: Maxo Kream]
Stupid little bitch wanna front on five grams
You a petty little ho
Three pounds of the gas going for the five bands
Get the plug on the phone
If it ain't about the hunnids nigga what the f*ck you want
I might ship it out to Cali while you smokin' home grown
Phone goin' off trappin' like a muthaf*cker
Karo a whole pint serve it to a dumb sucka

[Verse 3: Maxo Kream]
Stupid bitch hit my phone askin' can I front a sack
Told that petty little ho she could never call me back
Only time I text a ho when I'm feenin for some cat
But I could never let the p*ssy come between me and the trap
On vyvanse, on molly I could never take a nap
Open 24/7 come and get it asap
Even sell flatscreens got a couple Apple Macs
Got so many guns that I even sell straps
Middle fingers to the laws put it all on Snapchat
Only use this phone to trap so I don't got a lotta apps
Got 3 different numbers tryna dodge a wire tap
Get the weed from amigo, get the xans from the japs
All day trappin' like a fool
My little brother movin' packs after school
Sellin' hella drugs to a junkie
Young nigga juggin' cross the country
[Chorus: Maxo Kream]
Stupid little bitch wanna front on five grams
You a petty little ho
Three pounds of the gas going for the five bands
Get the plug on the phone
If it ain't about the hunnids nigga what the f*ck you want
I might ship it out to Cali while you smokin' home grown
Phone goin' off trappin' like a muthaf*cker
Karo a whole pint serve it to a dumb sucka