Telephone
Telephone
Telephone
She just hit my phone cause she feeling all alone
Telephone
Telephone
Telephone
I can give you want you want as long as you gon' come back home
Telephone
Telephone
Telephone
She just hit my phone cause she feeling all alone
Telephone
Telephone
Telephone
I can give you want you want as long as you gon' come back home
Call me when you need me
Damn
You drain my pockets easy
Gonna see me on the tv
Poppin' xans and eatin' Reese's
Smoking green it's THC
We sippin' lean with PCP
Eyes roll back it's RIP
Bring death to me
Let's parish please
I'm the psycho killer on the loose
Got my noose packed
Yeah I came to shoot back and I've got my boof pack
Got ya bitch up on my dick and yeah she do the splits
Taking shifts
Triple six six six
We the clique
We the shit
Who is this
Little chick
We legit
I might f*ck your bitch in the back while you smoke a cig
Rolling swisher
Painting pictures
For these bitches
I don't mind
Shoot it up like columbine
I'm here to blow your god damn mind
Click
Click
Boom
I been creepin' out my tomb
F*ck it's me and you
We the highest in the room
Grab some bittie's
Suck some tittie's
I don't care
I just through a fifty just to get you out your underwear
Know I'm hated
Shit I'm faded
This whole town just got me jaded
I just popped a pilly
I feel it and now I'm relocated
I'm relocated
I hate it
This pussy got me shaded
She overrated and stated she only f*ck with famous dudes
Devil on my shoulder and he tellin' me get high
I don't want to die
I don't
I don't wanna die
Angel on my shoulder
He keeps tellin' me I'm fried
I don't want to lie
I don't
I don't want to lie
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Telephone
Telephone
Telephone
She just hit my phone cause she feeling all alone
Telephone
Telephone
Telephone
I can give you want you want as long as you gon' come back home
Telephone
Telephone
Telephone
She just hit my phone cause she feeling all alone
Telephone
Telephone
Telephone
I can give you want you want as long as you gon' come back home
Call me when you need me
Damn
You drain my pockets easy
Gonna see me on the tv
Poppin' xans and eatin' Reese's
Smoking green it's THC
We sippin' lean with PCP
Eyes roll back it's RIP
Bring death to me
Let's parish please
I'm the psycho killer on the loose
Got my noose packed
Yeah I came to shoot back and I've got my boof pack
Got ya bitch up on my dick and yeah she do the splits
Taking shifts
Triple six six six
We the clique
We the shit
Who is this
Little chick
We legit
I might f*ck your bitch in the back while you smoke a cig
Rolling swisher
Painting pictures
For these bitches
I don't mind
Shoot it up like columbine
I'm here to blow your god damn mind
Click
Click
Boom
I been creepin' out my tomb
F*ck it's me and you
We the highest in the room
Grab some bittie's
Suck some tittie's
I don't care
I just through a fifty just to get you out your underwear
Know I'm hated
Shit I'm faded
This whole town just got me jaded
I just popped a pilly
I feel it and now I'm relocated
I'm relocated
I hate it
This pussy got me shaded
She overrated and stated she only f*ck with famous dudes
Devil on my shoulder and he tellin' me get high
I don't want to die
I don't
I don't wanna die
Angel on my shoulder
He keeps tellin' me I'm fried
I don't want to lie
I don't
I don't want to lie
Telephone
Telephone
She just hit my phone cause she feeling all alone
Telephone
Telephone
Telephone
I can give you want you want as long as you gon' come back home
Telephone
Telephone
Telephone
She just hit my phone cause she feeling all alone
Telephone
Telephone
Telephone
I can give you want you want as long as you gon' come back home
Call me when you need me
Damn
You drain my pockets easy
Gonna see me on the tv
Poppin' xans and eatin' Reese's
Smoking green it's THC
We sippin' lean with PCP
Eyes roll back it's RIP
Bring death to me
Let's parish please
I'm the psycho killer on the loose
Got my noose packed
Yeah I came to shoot back and I've got my boof pack
Got ya bitch up on my dick and yeah she do the splits
Taking shifts
Triple six six six
We the clique
We the shit
Who is this
Little chick
We legit
I might f*ck your bitch in the back while you smoke a cig
Rolling swisher
Painting pictures
For these bitches
I don't mind
Shoot it up like columbine
I'm here to blow your god damn mind
Click
Click
Boom
I been creepin' out my tomb
F*ck it's me and you
We the highest in the room
Grab some bittie's
Suck some tittie's
I don't care
I just through a fifty just to get you out your underwear
Know I'm hated
Shit I'm faded
This whole town just got me jaded
I just popped a pilly
I feel it and now I'm relocated
I'm relocated
I hate it
This pussy got me shaded
She overrated and stated she only f*ck with famous dudes
Devil on my shoulder and he tellin' me get high
I don't want to die
I don't
I don't wanna die
Angel on my shoulder
He keeps tellin' me I'm fried
I don't want to lie
I don't
I don't want to lie
Writer: Dylan Starr
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid