Up in the club with my girls
Wearing all black and dripping in pearls
Music hella loud and you know I can't hear
But you sitting at home thought I made myself clear
Ring, ring, ring got my phone blowin' up
Dancing with my friends and I don't give a f*ck
If you get mad too bad that sucks
I be lookin so good and you ran out of luck
Clingy ass dudes they don't ever get the hint
Making all these threats and you know I never flinch
Thinking if you cool you can move a little inch
But you so damn far when I see you gotta squint
Coming in hot if you tryna get close
Look through your phone if you tryna do the most
I be on a plane flying coast to coast
But you know I don't boast leave you on read cause I love to ghost
16 messages on my phone
Keep this shit up and you ain't getting boned
Don't give me cash I don't want any loans
Make my money and I spend it on my own
Up in the club with my girls
Wearing all black and dripping in pearls
Music hella loud and you know I can't hear
But you sitting at home thought I made myself clear
Ring, ring, ring got my phone blowin' up
Dancing with my friends and I don't give a f*ck
If you get mad too bad that sucks
I be lookin so good and you ran out of luck
From the 408 so you know I don't play
F*ckboys all up in the clubs in the bay
Don't disturb cause you text me all day
Don't gotta look cause I don't care what you gotta say
I be doing me I be keeping it real
Not my fault that you don't know the deal
Keep you on the side just in case I feel
Just like Kaepernick imma take a kneel
If you act nice then I know what you want
Smoke up all your tree I be rollin' hella blunts
Don't be shy baby you can tell me upfront
That you wanna get high and you wanna f*ck
Up in the club with my girls
Wearing all black and dripping in pearls
Music hella loud and you know I can't hear
But you sitting at home thought I made myself clear
Ring, ring, ring got my phone blowin' up
Dancing with my friends and I don't give a f*ck
If you get mad too bad that sucks
I be lookin so good and you ran out of luck (And you ran outta luck)
Aye, Aye, Aye
Ha, Ha, Ha
Bayboy - Phone Blowin' Up Lyrics
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Up in the club with my girls
Wearing all black and dripping in pearls
Music hella loud and you know I can't hear
But you sitting at home thought I made myself clear
Ring, ring, ring got my phone blowin' up
Dancing with my friends and I don't give a f*ck
If you get mad too bad that sucks
I be lookin so good and you ran out of luck
Clingy ass dudes they don't ever get the hint
Making all these threats and you know I never flinch
Thinking if you cool you can move a little inch
But you so damn far when I see you gotta squint
Coming in hot if you tryna get close
Look through your phone if you tryna do the most
I be on a plane flying coast to coast
But you know I don't boast leave you on read cause I love to ghost
16 messages on my phone
Keep this shit up and you ain't getting boned
Don't give me cash I don't want any loans
Make my money and I spend it on my own
Up in the club with my girls
Wearing all black and dripping in pearls
Music hella loud and you know I can't hear
But you sitting at home thought I made myself clear
Ring, ring, ring got my phone blowin' up
Dancing with my friends and I don't give a f*ck
If you get mad too bad that sucks
I be lookin so good and you ran out of luck
From the 408 so you know I don't play
F*ckboys all up in the clubs in the bay
Don't disturb cause you text me all day
Don't gotta look cause I don't care what you gotta say
I be doing me I be keeping it real
Not my fault that you don't know the deal
Keep you on the side just in case I feel
Just like Kaepernick imma take a kneel
If you act nice then I know what you want
Smoke up all your tree I be rollin' hella blunts
Don't be shy baby you can tell me upfront
That you wanna get high and you wanna f*ck
Up in the club with my girls
Wearing all black and dripping in pearls
Music hella loud and you know I can't hear
But you sitting at home thought I made myself clear
Ring, ring, ring got my phone blowin' up
Dancing with my friends and I don't give a f*ck
If you get mad too bad that sucks
I be lookin so good and you ran out of luck (And you ran outta luck)
Aye, Aye, Aye
Ha, Ha, Ha
Wearing all black and dripping in pearls
Music hella loud and you know I can't hear
But you sitting at home thought I made myself clear
Ring, ring, ring got my phone blowin' up
Dancing with my friends and I don't give a f*ck
If you get mad too bad that sucks
I be lookin so good and you ran out of luck
Clingy ass dudes they don't ever get the hint
Making all these threats and you know I never flinch
Thinking if you cool you can move a little inch
But you so damn far when I see you gotta squint
Coming in hot if you tryna get close
Look through your phone if you tryna do the most
I be on a plane flying coast to coast
But you know I don't boast leave you on read cause I love to ghost
16 messages on my phone
Keep this shit up and you ain't getting boned
Don't give me cash I don't want any loans
Make my money and I spend it on my own
Up in the club with my girls
Wearing all black and dripping in pearls
Music hella loud and you know I can't hear
But you sitting at home thought I made myself clear
Ring, ring, ring got my phone blowin' up
Dancing with my friends and I don't give a f*ck
If you get mad too bad that sucks
I be lookin so good and you ran out of luck
From the 408 so you know I don't play
F*ckboys all up in the clubs in the bay
Don't disturb cause you text me all day
Don't gotta look cause I don't care what you gotta say
I be doing me I be keeping it real
Not my fault that you don't know the deal
Keep you on the side just in case I feel
Just like Kaepernick imma take a kneel
If you act nice then I know what you want
Smoke up all your tree I be rollin' hella blunts
Don't be shy baby you can tell me upfront
That you wanna get high and you wanna f*ck
Up in the club with my girls
Wearing all black and dripping in pearls
Music hella loud and you know I can't hear
But you sitting at home thought I made myself clear
Ring, ring, ring got my phone blowin' up
Dancing with my friends and I don't give a f*ck
If you get mad too bad that sucks
I be lookin so good and you ran out of luck (And you ran outta luck)
Aye, Aye, Aye
Ha, Ha, Ha
Writer: Estevan Jauregui, Sherwin Maha
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid