She fell in love with the dick
She trynna give me FaceTime
She suck it up with da spit
I bust a nut call it face time
I push to start in my whip
Don't even front u gone race mine
I drive the wheel with the tint
We not gone shoot at ya waist line
She fell in love with bezel
You and me are different levels (whoa)
You and me are not the same
G4P a different lane wait (whoa whoa)
I done see about 100 models
I done ordered bout a 100 bottles
She gone come to the back wood
All she get is dick and backwoods
Get it yes I'm the man
She throw it back with out using her hands
You can not choke her but she said i can
You be crying over hoes
I just cancel buy another one
You be lying to the hoes
I just be f*cking em
She fell in love with the dick
She trynna give me FaceTime
She suck it up with da spit
I bust a nut call it face time
I push to start in my whip
Don't even front u gone race mine
I drive the wheel with the tint
We not gone shoot at ya waist line
Run it up
I'm chasing a bag just to f*ck it up
I'm f*cking ya bitch and im in her guts
No lean in my sprite just a double cup
I dont f*ck with ya yall not my bruhs
And I'm not with the capping yall switched it up
Talking bout cars that you never bought
Talking bout bitches you never f*cked
All of that lying im not with the shits
You can get smacked or get hit with the stick
Talking tough tony you really a bitch
I send some hittas to come do the hit
I aint just talking im not for pretend
Im saying it once but wont say it again
All of my youngins they turned into men
When they came and shot at you you looked for a friend
Dodging these bullets i stay in my lane
You stay throwing shots but not saying no names
You heard im hot in these streets and you might just start
Folding they told you the pressure just came
Im f*cking ya bitch from the back and im busting up in her guts
She calling me dad she aint have enough
And a couple deep strokes thats a blast for her
She dont want me to stop till her blatter bust
She fell in love with the dick
She trynna give me FaceTime
She suck it up with da spit
I bust a nut call it face time
I push to start in my whip
Don't even front u gone race mine
I drive the wheel with the tint
We not gone shoot at ya waist line
Quon foreign I'm the trap nigga
Quon foreign I'm the trap nigga
Quon foreign I'm the trap nigga
Quon foreign I'm the trap nigga
Trapman Teef - FaceTime (feat. Foreign Quon) Lyrics
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She fell in love with the dick
She trynna give me FaceTime
She suck it up with da spit
I bust a nut call it face time
I push to start in my whip
Don't even front u gone race mine
I drive the wheel with the tint
We not gone shoot at ya waist line
She fell in love with bezel
You and me are different levels (whoa)
You and me are not the same
G4P a different lane wait (whoa whoa)
I done see about 100 models
I done ordered bout a 100 bottles
She gone come to the back wood
All she get is dick and backwoods
Get it yes I'm the man
She throw it back with out using her hands
You can not choke her but she said i can
You be crying over hoes
I just cancel buy another one
You be lying to the hoes
I just be f*cking em
She fell in love with the dick
She trynna give me FaceTime
She suck it up with da spit
I bust a nut call it face time
I push to start in my whip
Don't even front u gone race mine
I drive the wheel with the tint
We not gone shoot at ya waist line
Run it up
I'm chasing a bag just to f*ck it up
I'm f*cking ya bitch and im in her guts
No lean in my sprite just a double cup
I dont f*ck with ya yall not my bruhs
And I'm not with the capping yall switched it up
Talking bout cars that you never bought
Talking bout bitches you never f*cked
All of that lying im not with the shits
You can get smacked or get hit with the stick
Talking tough tony you really a bitch
I send some hittas to come do the hit
I aint just talking im not for pretend
Im saying it once but wont say it again
All of my youngins they turned into men
When they came and shot at you you looked for a friend
Dodging these bullets i stay in my lane
You stay throwing shots but not saying no names
You heard im hot in these streets and you might just start
Folding they told you the pressure just came
Im f*cking ya bitch from the back and im busting up in her guts
She calling me dad she aint have enough
And a couple deep strokes thats a blast for her
She dont want me to stop till her blatter bust
She fell in love with the dick
She trynna give me FaceTime
She suck it up with da spit
I bust a nut call it face time
I push to start in my whip
Don't even front u gone race mine
I drive the wheel with the tint
We not gone shoot at ya waist line
Quon foreign I'm the trap nigga
Quon foreign I'm the trap nigga
Quon foreign I'm the trap nigga
Quon foreign I'm the trap nigga
She trynna give me FaceTime
She suck it up with da spit
I bust a nut call it face time
I push to start in my whip
Don't even front u gone race mine
I drive the wheel with the tint
We not gone shoot at ya waist line
She fell in love with bezel
You and me are different levels (whoa)
You and me are not the same
G4P a different lane wait (whoa whoa)
I done see about 100 models
I done ordered bout a 100 bottles
She gone come to the back wood
All she get is dick and backwoods
Get it yes I'm the man
She throw it back with out using her hands
You can not choke her but she said i can
You be crying over hoes
I just cancel buy another one
You be lying to the hoes
I just be f*cking em
She fell in love with the dick
She trynna give me FaceTime
She suck it up with da spit
I bust a nut call it face time
I push to start in my whip
Don't even front u gone race mine
I drive the wheel with the tint
We not gone shoot at ya waist line
Run it up
I'm chasing a bag just to f*ck it up
I'm f*cking ya bitch and im in her guts
No lean in my sprite just a double cup
I dont f*ck with ya yall not my bruhs
And I'm not with the capping yall switched it up
Talking bout cars that you never bought
Talking bout bitches you never f*cked
All of that lying im not with the shits
You can get smacked or get hit with the stick
Talking tough tony you really a bitch
I send some hittas to come do the hit
I aint just talking im not for pretend
Im saying it once but wont say it again
All of my youngins they turned into men
When they came and shot at you you looked for a friend
Dodging these bullets i stay in my lane
You stay throwing shots but not saying no names
You heard im hot in these streets and you might just start
Folding they told you the pressure just came
Im f*cking ya bitch from the back and im busting up in her guts
She calling me dad she aint have enough
And a couple deep strokes thats a blast for her
She dont want me to stop till her blatter bust
She fell in love with the dick
She trynna give me FaceTime
She suck it up with da spit
I bust a nut call it face time
I push to start in my whip
Don't even front u gone race mine
I drive the wheel with the tint
We not gone shoot at ya waist line
Quon foreign I'm the trap nigga
Quon foreign I'm the trap nigga
Quon foreign I'm the trap nigga
Quon foreign I'm the trap nigga
Writer: CHAD THOMAS, DARNELL EMERSON MATTHEW
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Copyright: Lyrics © TuneCore Inc., O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave