Nokia - Father, ILoveMakonnen

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,

yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,

yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I got caller ID

And I don’t pick up if it ain’t the guala callin' me

Flip phone Nokia

Red bone Lolita

Hands in her panties watchin' flicks on Toshiba

Other hand on my jammy 'case these niggas want my reup

These niggas talkin' 'bout they got four cell phones and they juggin' and

bumpin', boy, I know you on ya mama AT&T cell phone plan, boy, I see ya with ya

iPhone 5

Hustlin' off that, you tryna do fed time, I’m talkin' 'bout iCloud,

GPS and all that, boy, I pay my cell phone bill with a green dot card

Fuck you talkin' 'bout?

Flip phone Nokia, flip phone Nokia

Flip phone Nokia, flip phone Nokia

Flip phone Nokia, flip phone Nokia

Your favorite producer on my line tryna say I’m next

But I’m on the man right now on my Moto X

Emails all day, junk mail full of money

Servin' digital dope, just like my bro Sonny

Got damn I’m metro boomin' cause I’m really on the southside

Makin' plays at Waffle House, Bojangles, Church’s, Popeyes

This shit smokin', have you chokin', fuck around your back gon' hurt

If you want a pack like that then call my fuckin' cell phone, jerk

Flip phone Nokia, flip phone Nokia

Flip phone Nokia, flip phone Nokia

Flip phone Nokia, flip phone Nokia

Yeah, yeah, yeah, shawty, damn, shawty, damn, shawty, damn

When you gon' come 'round without your man?

When you coming through?

When you coming through?

When you coming through?

When you coming through?