Don't Touch My Phone

Don't touch my phone Don't touch my phone Can't leave it on charge Can't leave you and it alone Don't touch my phone Don't touch my phone Face down on silent ain't got no ringtone In bed with my gal phone switch on vibrate Just buck this lil ting she better don't call to late My fingers strolling deep down in WhatsApp checking all dem status Facebook and Snapchat My girl roll over Say who that yuh talking with She spy with her ninja eye all up in my grits She say Hurricane coming ay phone all Batten up You best dont leave your phone round them cause you gone end up woii Don't touch my phone Don't touch my phone Can't leave it on charge Can't leave you and it alone Don't touch my phone Don't touch my phone Face down on silent ain't got no ringtone I dodge that bullet time to wine and dine with two conch salad And two glass of wine my phone vibrate the she flip The script She yuck my phone and try take a selfie quick She unlock my phone her eye tear open wide Well Vardo you work for bamboo ay All she see was breast and thigh ouu I snatch my phone and most end up in a Ditch She burst me with the mother Pratt say yall man full of shiiii woiii My girl to nosey even though I know I bad I miswell confess so I don't break her heart She promised grits gone berl if I cheat on her again She gone lose her friggn mind when she find out it's her Friend woiii Don't touch my phone Don't touch my phone Can't leave it on charge Can't leave you and it alone Don't touch my phone Don't touch my phone Face down on silent ain't got no ringtone You don't want no roach on your bread Don't count no lampole boy hold your head Joe grinds lurking around the bend waiting on you to mess up again You don't want no roach on your bread Don't count no lampole boy hold your head Joe Grinds lurking around the bend waiting on you to mess up again Don't touch my phone Don't touch my phone Can't leave it on charge can't leave you and it alone Don't touch my phone Don't touch my phone Face down on silent ain't got no ringtone