This is a song about "Money phone"

Phone company's robbing you with collusion

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun

Calling bitches up on my cellular phone,

Blowing head back, bottles by the zone

We just want you back at home

Out at night mama hit my phone

Mami told me son, hold your own

Pussy ass fag stop staring at your phone

And you acting grown, doggy you ain't back at home

Chicken bone, not a phone, chicken bone, not a phone

A lotta hoes in my phone

Jt: my mom’s been so alone

And it's well known that rell home

I get called up but i hear no phone

My friend took a pic with his small phone

So i guess you think you grown