Fuck Your Phone

(álbum: Good Nights & Bad Mornings 2: The Hangover - 2013)

Every time you with me, you be staying on your phone
And every time I look at you
I see that stupid glow up off your phone
Go fuck your phone
Go, go, go, go, go fuck your phone
Go fuck your phone, y-y-your phone
E-e-e-every time you with me, you be staying on your phone
And every time I look at you
I see that stupid glow up off your phone
Go fuck your phone, y-y-your phone
Fuck your phone, go fuck your phone.

I swear to God that I'm just like ugh! I mean ugh!
Look, I'm 'bout two seconds from grabbing that getro pcs
And chunking that shit right up at your head
Cause I swear that I hope you lose reception
Or that yo shit get disconnected
Cause I'm so tired of your no job-having ass
All on this date disrespecting
It's like every time that you come around
I just see that stupid glow right up off your phone
And up off yo dome
And ya got me talking to myself like I'm alone
Got a girl like me 'bout ready to explode
I'ma need me a man that's fully grown
Ain't worried about retweets, living up in these streets
Beep beep, boy you better watch that road
What the hell is so urgent that you worried 'bout that bird
And that lil' timeline
Better be sure that's really worth the fact
That you 'bout to kiss my ass bye-bye
Wasting my time with your sideline ass
Phone giggling all bright-eyed old immature looking ass grown lil boy
Get the hell up out my eyesight
I got real problems, real life
Got real shit that I'ma deal with
And you been up on it, call it killing time
Well that's it, you really just killed it
So fuck you, fuck your phone, fuck your social network
I'ma go out in the real world as a real girl
You hang ten in your net surf

Every time you with me, you be staying on your phone
And every time I look at you
I see that stupid glow up off your phone
Go fuck your phone
Go, go, go, go, go fuck your phone
Go fuck your phone, y-y-your phone
E-e-e-every time you with me, you be staying on your phone
And every time I look at you
I see that stupid glow up off your phone
Go fuck your phone, y-y-your phone
Fuck your phone, go fuck your phone.

Umm she wanna instagram her dinner
Tweet that she having fun and shit
Imessage ain't delivered
OMG SMH what a bummer bitch
Nowadays two people be next to each other
Don't talk, just twitter mention each other
Texting each other
Oh shit, God forbid y'all show interest in each other
OMG I'm having so much fun
Woo this party's awesome
Umm sure it is
And so much so you gon' sit up on your phone and gossip 'bout
Who did what, and what they did
And who in love and who been friends
And who hate who and who say when
And who got fired and who just quit
This shit is wack
My phone is off, I'm getting crunk
I'm living life, finna fucking ball
We getting drunk, see we got fat bitches and skinny bitches
And medium bitches, and thick bitches
And most of the world won't see it
Fuck it, I'ma twitpic it

Every time you with me, you be staying on your phone
And every time I look at you
I see that stupid glow up off your phone
Go fuck your phone
Go, go, go, go, go fuck your phone
Go fuck your phone, y-y-your phone
E-e-e-every time you with me, you be staying on your phone
And every time I look at you
I see that stupid glow up off your phone
Go fuck your phone, y-y-your phone
Fuck your phone, go fuck your phone.
Go fuck your phone