This is a song about "Flip phones"

If we ain't right and always at the throats

Pounding on the stereo, in my head phones,

All on their phones, they had other plans.

In that pretty red dress, let's dance

I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win

25. phones gonna blow when you get the call in,

Fly nigga couldn't tell me nothing different homes

It's 6 am, i'm solitary, calling with pay phones

Yeah i'm a shit-stirrer, bitch, and i'm ready to flip

Eyes wide, ears open like you on a doctor's visit

I take tokes while you little niggas take notes

Playin' cee-lo, rolling dice, and talkin' on their mobile phones,

Flip it for profit, flowin hip hop bitch

They vaguely decipher my language

Thinking of bliss and the good days

Phones booming got the police on the chase,