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B.H. 2 Dots - Unsaved Numbers (feat. Trev Rich) Lyrics




262 (AOB)

Aye Mouse put that number in yo phone real quick
See if, that maf*cka pull up

New phone who this
Keep texting and calling
Gotta reply like really
You sound like you salty
How the f*ck was I to know
I ain't have yo digits
The last four look familiar
Aye this must be Krista
Bruh that hoe be wiggin
We ain't spoke in a week
Hit her off in the Chevy
And she f*cked up my seats
Got an unknown texting for some backshots
Lil random like, pull up for the mad top
Gotta change the passcode
Gotta keep the MAC locked
Cause I'm still mackin
Thats the quickest way to get caught
Aye don't even start that
I ain't on no saving shit
She thought we was dating
You know I don't do relationships
Go and get a nigga
And I'll call you when it's late and shit
Hit you with you up
Like I'll be on the way in 10
You don't get to call tripping
Cause I'm single as f*ck
Ain't even in my contacts
Stop blowing me up, hello

Unsaved Numbers in a contact mood (contact mood, contact mood)
And they wonder why I treat a hoe so rude (hoe so rude, hoe so rude)
She just want all of my attention and I ain't got time to be giving
I ain't got time to be giving
To a bitch who want all of my attention, Yop

I don't save her
Bitch I'm sharp as a razor
Without the gators
Do me a favor
Don't do me no favors
Cause I'm a player
Too much IZM in these denims
Imma slide in the scrapper
Can't be on my arm
All in my business like the neighbors
Time is money, bitch you running out of both
And when it's real life
You ain't gotta google quotes
I just give her hope like Obama
But see I ain't with the drama
The only woman number saved in my phone
Is my mamas
She get to tripping then she backtrack
Oh she want her mack back
In the mall with he mac bag
We ain't bout to make up, bitch
Set yo alarm go on wake up
Trying to talk face to face
End up ass down face f*cked
No love for the suckers
If she do i don't trust her
Call her last nigga Dave
Cause he be with the busters
And I won't hit without rubbers
So when I slide in the function
I'm getting breakfast and dinner
Ain't no time to be luncheon
It's Trev

Unsaved Numbers in a contact mood (contact mood, contact mood)
And they wonder why I treat a hoe so rude (hoe so rude, hoe so rude)
She just want all of my attention and I ain't got time to be giving,
I ain't got time to be giving
To a bitch who want all of my attention, Yop
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262 (AOB)

Aye Mouse put that number in yo phone real quick
See if, that maf*cka pull up

New phone who this
Keep texting and calling
Gotta reply like really
You sound like you salty
How the f*ck was I to know
I ain't have yo digits
The last four look familiar
Aye this must be Krista
Bruh that hoe be wiggin
We ain't spoke in a week
Hit her off in the Chevy
And she f*cked up my seats
Got an unknown texting for some backshots
Lil random like, pull up for the mad top
Gotta change the passcode
Gotta keep the MAC locked
Cause I'm still mackin
Thats the quickest way to get caught
Aye don't even start that
I ain't on no saving shit
She thought we was dating
You know I don't do relationships
Go and get a nigga
And I'll call you when it's late and shit
Hit you with you up
Like I'll be on the way in 10
You don't get to call tripping
Cause I'm single as f*ck
Ain't even in my contacts
Stop blowing me up, hello

Unsaved Numbers in a contact mood (contact mood, contact mood)
And they wonder why I treat a hoe so rude (hoe so rude, hoe so rude)
She just want all of my attention and I ain't got time to be giving
I ain't got time to be giving
To a bitch who want all of my attention, Yop

I don't save her
Bitch I'm sharp as a razor
Without the gators
Do me a favor
Don't do me no favors
Cause I'm a player
Too much IZM in these denims
Imma slide in the scrapper
Can't be on my arm
All in my business like the neighbors
Time is money, bitch you running out of both
And when it's real life
You ain't gotta google quotes
I just give her hope like Obama
But see I ain't with the drama
The only woman number saved in my phone
Is my mamas
She get to tripping then she backtrack
Oh she want her mack back
In the mall with he mac bag
We ain't bout to make up, bitch
Set yo alarm go on wake up
Trying to talk face to face
End up ass down face f*cked
No love for the suckers
If she do i don't trust her
Call her last nigga Dave
Cause he be with the busters
And I won't hit without rubbers
So when I slide in the function
I'm getting breakfast and dinner
Ain't no time to be luncheon
It's Trev

Unsaved Numbers in a contact mood (contact mood, contact mood)
And they wonder why I treat a hoe so rude (hoe so rude, hoe so rude)
She just want all of my attention and I ain't got time to be giving,
I ain't got time to be giving
To a bitch who want all of my attention, Yop
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Writer: Dion Nelson, Trevor Rich
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