This is a song about "Hit my phone"

Calling bitches up on my cellular phone,

Proud of it all defensive fuck i'm rocking alone

Inhibitions is gone, she just want to be known

Calling bitches up on my cellular phone,

Hit towns with coke, a .45 blue as chrome

Sit here on my phone in my room all alone

You cowardly-hearted, you couldn't make it on your own

I fought back, now my parents are on the phone

Ya like that let me know on my the phone

I'll whip a 750 if it's black on chrome

But oh i can’t stay away, not never, your my home, home, home

Uhh im underated but i got multimillion dollar songs on my phone,

Motherfuck my phone, it never has reception

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

Girlfriends, groupies, then i'm all alone

But the minute i took out my phone