I don't know what dress that is, but it compliments your waistline
Who heart that is? Hopefully girl you don't take mine
That pussy look better in person than it do on FaceTime
Yeah
Better than FaceTime
Yeah , liking ya waistline
Yeah, no time to play with you
I f*ck it up you gon' beg me to stay with you
Don't tell em' nothing I'm saying to you
How else am I supposed to know you the truth?
Body done up and your titties is new
Throw that shit back and I'm catching it
Money on me I ain't stressing it
Riding with me, then you know you a special bitch
Ain't no complaining 'bout little shit
Ima go get you a bag, not into the extra shit
Not into no FaceTime shit, don't call me on FaceTime
Not into no FaceTime shit
Body look edible
Bitches up on me im plotting
im tryna get next to you
True to to da game,Its incredible
Talking real sweet through ya phone
In person I'm stretching you
I got me some revenue
Throwing up L's
Should throw up a W
Got a real nigga in
Front of you
You could tell it's for real
You like how I'm rough with you
Give me a slice of ya pie pie
Had a long day
Come give me some Matta
Say we connected like WiFi
When I'm away
You still on my mind
I get it in ways they would not try
That's why you f*ck with me, ain't like no nigga you heard of
Calling my phone, I wanna see you, I'm hanging my phone up
Better than FaceTime
F*ck is a FaceTime
I rather have you in person grabbing you up lemme feel on ya Waistline
Touching ya waistline
Lemme feel on your waistline
You know the vibes when I come over
Beat it mike jack pussy fresh like a peppermint
I could go cop you some besslement
50k lawyers and settlentments no no
Federal reserves and dead presidents
Only thing measuring measuring oh no
But I cannot talk on no FaceTime
I can't do the FaceTimes
Feds on the line like the baselines
Hang up the phone they can't take mine
I don't know what dress that is, but it compliments your waistline
Who heart that is? Hopefully girl you don't take mine
That pussy look better in person than it do on FaceTime
Ry Myls - Facetime (feat. Hersh Myls & Ryan Loncher) Lyrics
Ry Myls - Facetime (feat. Hersh Myls & Ryan Loncher) Lyrics
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English
I don't know what dress that is, but it compliments your waistline
Who heart that is? Hopefully girl you don't take mine
That pussy look better in person than it do on FaceTime
Yeah
Better than FaceTime
Yeah , liking ya waistline
Yeah, no time to play with you
I f*ck it up you gon' beg me to stay with you
Don't tell em' nothing I'm saying to you
How else am I supposed to know you the truth?
Body done up and your titties is new
Throw that shit back and I'm catching it
Money on me I ain't stressing it
Riding with me, then you know you a special bitch
Ain't no complaining 'bout little shit
Ima go get you a bag, not into the extra shit
Not into no FaceTime shit, don't call me on FaceTime
Not into no FaceTime shit
Body look edible
Bitches up on me im plotting
im tryna get next to you
True to to da game,Its incredible
Talking real sweet through ya phone
In person I'm stretching you
I got me some revenue
Throwing up L's
Should throw up a W
Got a real nigga in
Front of you
You could tell it's for real
You like how I'm rough with you
Give me a slice of ya pie pie
Had a long day
Come give me some Matta
Say we connected like WiFi
When I'm away
You still on my mind
I get it in ways they would not try
That's why you f*ck with me, ain't like no nigga you heard of
Calling my phone, I wanna see you, I'm hanging my phone up
Better than FaceTime
F*ck is a FaceTime
I rather have you in person grabbing you up lemme feel on ya Waistline
Touching ya waistline
Lemme feel on your waistline
You know the vibes when I come over
Beat it mike jack pussy fresh like a peppermint
I could go cop you some besslement
50k lawyers and settlentments no no
Federal reserves and dead presidents
Only thing measuring measuring oh no
But I cannot talk on no FaceTime
I can't do the FaceTimes
Feds on the line like the baselines
Hang up the phone they can't take mine
I don't know what dress that is, but it compliments your waistline
Who heart that is? Hopefully girl you don't take mine
That pussy look better in person than it do on FaceTime
Who heart that is? Hopefully girl you don't take mine
That pussy look better in person than it do on FaceTime
Yeah
Better than FaceTime
Yeah , liking ya waistline
Yeah, no time to play with you
I f*ck it up you gon' beg me to stay with you
Don't tell em' nothing I'm saying to you
How else am I supposed to know you the truth?
Body done up and your titties is new
Throw that shit back and I'm catching it
Money on me I ain't stressing it
Riding with me, then you know you a special bitch
Ain't no complaining 'bout little shit
Ima go get you a bag, not into the extra shit
Not into no FaceTime shit, don't call me on FaceTime
Not into no FaceTime shit
Body look edible
Bitches up on me im plotting
im tryna get next to you
True to to da game,Its incredible
Talking real sweet through ya phone
In person I'm stretching you
I got me some revenue
Throwing up L's
Should throw up a W
Got a real nigga in
Front of you
You could tell it's for real
You like how I'm rough with you
Give me a slice of ya pie pie
Had a long day
Come give me some Matta
Say we connected like WiFi
When I'm away
You still on my mind
I get it in ways they would not try
That's why you f*ck with me, ain't like no nigga you heard of
Calling my phone, I wanna see you, I'm hanging my phone up
Better than FaceTime
F*ck is a FaceTime
I rather have you in person grabbing you up lemme feel on ya Waistline
Touching ya waistline
Lemme feel on your waistline
You know the vibes when I come over
Beat it mike jack pussy fresh like a peppermint
I could go cop you some besslement
50k lawyers and settlentments no no
Federal reserves and dead presidents
Only thing measuring measuring oh no
But I cannot talk on no FaceTime
I can't do the FaceTimes
Feds on the line like the baselines
Hang up the phone they can't take mine
I don't know what dress that is, but it compliments your waistline
Who heart that is? Hopefully girl you don't take mine
That pussy look better in person than it do on FaceTime
Writer: Anthony Daley, Aryan Austin, Ryan Modeste
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: Ry Myls
Language: English
Length: 2:08
Written by: Anthony Daley, Aryan Austin, Ryan Modeste