Moley Mo – FaceTime

Moley Mo – FaceTime Lyrics

Artist: Moley Mo
Song: FaceTime

(Uhh huhh) facetime folk
Shawty gone facetime me
Shawty gone facetime me
No don’t hit me up, no don’t hit me up

She want to facetime
I want a me time
Like we need a break, I need some space
I’m gettin’ cake, like I hit a lick

I’ll be okay, I’ll be okay
The family is straight, let’s take a trip
Thinkin’ ’bout the time when we never had sh#t
Dad wasn’t there, so I figured had to get it how it is

I’m where the check be, tell ’em n#gg#s check me
I’m gettin’ check with my name on it
She tat her #ss with my name on it
I’m shinning VV’s, n#gg#s can’t see me Stevie

f#ck with a bad b#tch she look just like RiRi
Hop in a ghost, these n#gg#s can’t see me
I’m gettin’ money, I spend it on Gucci and Prada
Young n#gg# came from the bottom, I’m drippin’ designer

I put my girl in that Prada
(Uhhh uhhh huhh)
(Uhhh uhhh huhh)
Yea yea, I’m bossed up right now

These n#gg#s can’t see me right now
If I ever go broke imma start selling rocks
Heard that boy got locked, ’cause he was just tryna rap
I’m feeling different right now

Just tryna get it, and stay on my grind
He selling sh#t, and they go by the pound
If you want problem we ain’t hard to find
Gettin’ this paper I’m just tryna shine

But me and my n#gg#s we litty right now
Came from the struggle I’ma get it regardless
You f#ckin’ with me, b#tch you making me heartless (Aye)
She want to facetime

I want a me time
Like we need a break, I need some space
I’m gettin’ cake, like I hit a lick
I’ll be okay , I’ll be okay

The family is straight, let’s take a trip
Thinkin’ ’bout the time when we never had sh#t
Dad wasn’t there, so I figured had to get it how it is
I’m where the check be, tell ’em n#gg#s check me

I’m gettin’ check with my name on it
She tat her #ss with my name on it
I’m shinning VV’s, n#gg#s can’t see me Stevie
f#ck with a bad b#tch she look just like RiRi

Hop in a ghost, these n#gg#s can’t see me
I’m gettin’ money, I spend it on Gucci and Prada
Why she steady calling my phone
I ain’t tryna to talk, b#tch leave me alone

Stop callin’ my phone, I’m in my zone
I’m puttin’ on for the family
She in her feelings she thinks that it’s candy
n#gg#s they tryna to jam me

Run up on me you get pop, run up on me you get shot, I’m on the block
I used to sell them rocks
Why is you talkin’ to opp, these n#gg#s opps
I’m counting guap, I’m on the top

I did my thing, I’m switching lane
n#gg#s is lame, n#gg#s is lame
54 block no you ain’t jackin’ sh#t
She came to the crib than I burst on her face
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Release Year: 2020