This is a song about "Call me on my phone"

She ain't tryna go low, go head home

You didn't even talk to me on the phone

Boy stick to your day job, said you was hot? well, they lied

I keep texting on my phone for the whole night

On my phone miss havin you around

Flower bomb detonator iv tech in route

Come on girl, close your eyes pretend that your home

Everyday calling my mom on her cellular phone.

This nigga jasper trying to get grown

Ya like that let me know on my the phone

Playin with fire is a danger zone

Sit here on my phone in my room all alone

Ya like that let me know on my the phone

And one day you're gone grow to be a rolling stone

Call me on your eighteenth

Tryna kill my dreams