This is a song about "Tanners bummy ass phone"

A lotta hoes in my phone

Playing with fire is a danger zone

Gets older, bolder, and cold cause he's left alone

Talk loud around the hood, now im taking your phone

Pussy ass fag stop staring at your phone

Hit towns with coke, a .45 blue as chrome

We just want you back at home

I get called up but i hear no phone

He vanished just like a fad, no kiss, no phone,

Whining and complaining about when you coming home

For the dough you'll be like doe, stuck at home

It feel just like i get lyrics off my phone

Calling bitches up on my cellular phone,

Said fifty for a song, and they won’t leave me alone

She ain't tryna go low, go head home

My friend took a pic with his small phone