Lyrics Facetime - Chetta

Facetime

Cock it back and let it spray
This is not your lucky day
Cock it back and let it spray
I ain’t got shit left to say (x2)
Fuck em all
Till i fall
Can i live
Can i fall
Pull up sauced
With the sloth
Cock it back
Let it maul
Been a dog
But you already know that
Sipping on fame lil bitch dont go there
Give me everything that i need
And your whole rack
Show up on flex
Gotta take a moment kodak
Ima ugh ugh on a bitch back
Put her on flip flap
Never get your shit back woe
Ima drop top on the smith wess
Shooting out six packs
Break you off kit kat hoe
Ima need mine every damn time
Baby wanna try
But you can’t even bother me
Put that on mine
Ima be fine
Baby dont try
Lil bitch dont bother me
Cock it back and let it spray
This is not your lucky day
Cock it back and let it spray
I ain’t got shit left to say (x2)
Let me ride
Ima die bout mine everytime
Let it slide
Let it slide
Who want some
Let me find
Never hide
But you already know that
Never been a bitch or a hoe
Dont go there
Run up on shit let it go like woah there
Pull the choppa out the trunk
Cock it back go there
Ima pap pap on a bitch back
Running thru a big pack
Hoe you can’t hit my dro
Ima pour fours in a six pack
Never get ya shit back
Used to sleep on the trap floor
Ima get mine every damn time
Baby no lie
You can’t even bother me
I ain’t never tired
I ain’t never mind
Ima be fine
Lil bitch dont bother me