Aye, phone on do not disturb
Don’t wanna talk i don’t know what you heard
Ain’t hit her back she got kicked to the curb
Trap phone was tucked i was servin the herb
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Verse 1: lil red
My phone, is on do not disturb
n#gg#, i mean it’s f#ck what you heard
No cannabis club but we was servin the herb
The cookie and runtz or i was servin the nerdz
If the b#tch ain’t bout a bag get ready for the curb
I been pimpin sendin the b#tch i’m always on the splurge
I said i’m ready for the splurge
But the phone on do not disturb, the hottest sh#t
Hutton the n#gg#s we got the chops in the sticks
Put the phone on do not disturb and block me the b#tch
And she on my instagram she watching my sh#t
Phone off cuz i gotta get this dough tall
Yo loss i ain’t picking up yo phone calls
Get it off , i had dope smoke by my drawls
Back it off i got lost hope and withdraws
Feelin lost i had nightmares bout a setup
Trippin balls missin phone calls paranoia
Goin wrong when you smoke strong marijuana
Right go wrong here in northern california
Taxin the people i kept on finnesin
Phone in my pocket that sh#t was blessin
Turn off yo phone i could teach you a lesson
Do not disturb i count money for breakfast
I don’t want yo 2 cents b#tch i need a million
Yo sh#t trash they don’t even wanna hear it
But my sh#t, that’s that real sh#t you can feel it
But my sh#t, that’s that real sh#t you can feel this
Necks blowin up ya phone when you hot like this
I’m too real lil n#gg# and you not like this
You gettin money, but you not like this
Don’t wanna talk to you baby if you not my b#tch
Aye, phone on do not disturb
Don’t wanna talk i don’t know what you heard
Ain’t hit her back she got kicked to the curb
Trap phone was tucked i was servin the herb
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Atholic Lyrics – Do Not Disturb