[00:00.00] 作词 : Dwayne Carter/2 Chainz/Michael Len Williams II
[00:00.96] 作曲 : Dwayne Carter/2 Chainz/Michael Len Williams II
[00:01.93]Mike WiLL Made-It
[00:13.87]Ear Drummas
[00:14.62]Lil Wayne：
[00:14.98]I can't trust my iPhone I can't trust these bitches
[00:18.30]Haters praying for my downfall at least they're religious
[00:21.99]People in Hell they want rainfall your bitch just want these digits
[00:25.80]I feel like I'm on her payroll how she pay my a*s a visit
[00:29.51]We put both iPhones on silent both iPhones on silent
[00:33.46]I only answer for my nigga s careful with that dialogue
[00:37.06]Man my house ain't got no house phone
[00:39.24]My flip phone is a chip phone
[00:40.92]Got a prepaid and that bitch on
[00:42.87]But still I use my bitch phone
[00:44.76]'Cause I can't trust my iPhone I can't trust my SIM card
[00:48.45]I got Siri talkin' dirty to me tryna make my dick hard
[00:52.07]I got Tunechi on my ringtone my children on my home screen
[00:56.05]I choke you with the phonе charger
[00:57.95]Sold more crack than my phone screen let's go
[00:59.98]Third floor mask on bare feet nigga
[01:01.91]100K a week that's a bad week nigga
[01:03.82]I can sell dogs to a cat freak nigga
[01:05.42]Sell monkey bars to a chimpanzee nigga
[01:07.22]But you never know what you never know
[01:09.12] nigga sell you coke and it wasn't coke
[01:10.98]Hang 'em off the building and let 'em go
[01:12.76]That's how you make a statement death they should quote
[01:14.76]I seen death around the corner
[01:16.54]And I lived right by the corner store
[01:18.41]I'm a hot boy I'll burn your hand
[01:20.40]I'm in real life untouchable
[01:22.18]I run the show I run the show
[01:24.49]Sell anything but my soul
[01:26.02]And I'm prayin' that the only cuffs
[01:27.68]That touch my wrist come with button holes for real
[01:31.74]Smokin' on the good
[01:33.85]Killin' these h*es like Blair Underwood
[01:37.06]Rest in peace to my daddy Rabbit I swear to his lucky foot
[01:40.56]Ever since he died of jealousy I've been looking for a cure
[01:44.28]You see my daddy had that work now they watch his son get to it
[01:48.37]And just like he ran them streets I run with bulls
[01:50.87]If nigga s buyin' I throw out some numbers to 'em
[01:53.90]Numbers soundin' yummy to 'em
[01:56.04]You need just call my ho I gave her phone number to 'em
[01:59.39]'Cause you know
[02:00.05]I can't trust my iPhone I think Siri the feds
[02:03.75]I can't trust my iPhone I think Siri the feds
[02:07.14]Pull up in that thing with Stunna paint it period red
[02:10.52]Go tell your boss we can get 'em cheaper than what he paid
[02:14.45]Let's go
[02:15.00]I can't trust my iPhone
[02:16.38]Nope
[02:16.74].44 on my thighbone
[02:18.34]Huh
[02:18.76]You can have the eye of the tiger
[02:20.09]I'm the one the tiger better have his eye on okay
[02:22.43]Fussin' with my redbone
[02:23.92]bitch
[02:24.39]Hang up with my high gone
[02:25.84]Why
[02:26.23]Ball 'til I fall and when I do them h*es gon' pile on uh
[02:30.83]Assault rifle now mouth off
[02:32.63]Some nigga s make it all the way to the top
[02:34.51]And ball too hard then bounce off
[02:36.27]Like my homeboy let his bitch cook the work and it came out wrong
[02:40.04]Almost beat that ho to death
[02:41.80]I had to call my plug and vouch for him
[02:44.02]'Cause I ain't even got an ounce for 'em
[02:46.10]I keep running out on 'em
[02:47.80]Everybody gotta eat just try not to leave the mouse crumbs
[02:51.57].223 right here this to keep the whole house warm
[02:54.99]Then I skate by one of my h*es house
[02:57.22]Girl I gotta use your house phone
[02:58.98]'Cause she know I can't trust my iPhone I think Siri the feds
[03:03.71]I can't trust that Samsung I think Sam the feds
[03:07.05]cocaine pour the twenty-eight gram buffet
[03:10.82]Turn your block into a police ambulance parade let's go
[03:14.85]Lil Wayne/2 Chainz：
[03:15.39]I can't trust my iPhone I think Siri the feds
[03:18.25]Woo
[03:18.74]I can't trust my iPhone I think Siri the feds
[03:21.35]Yeah yeah yeah
[03:22.42]Pull up in that thing with Stunna
[03:23.91]Yeah
[03:24.34]Interior red
[03:25.70]Tell 'em
[03:26.04]Go tell your boss we can get 'em cheaper than what he paid
[03:29.06]Let's go yeah
[03:29.47]2 Chainz boom boom boom
[03:30.68]2 Chainz/Lil Wayne：
[03:31.30]Hello
[03:31.46]Hello
[03:31.81]Most of my nigga s from the ghetto
[03:33.30]Ghetto
[03:33.74]Through the concrete grew a rose
[03:35.00]Grew a rose
[03:35.70]Petals smellin' like gun metal
[03:37.04]Bah
[03:37.48]Smoke a joint the size of a limo
[03:38.92]Yeah
[03:39.38]My girlfriend wearin' stilettos
[03:40.80]Yeah
[03:41.17]My wife don't like when I call my girlfriend
[03:43.08]My girlfriend she think she's special
[03:44.56]Tru
[03:45.01]I whippin' and flippin' the extras
[03:46.42]Woo extra
[03:47.03]****ed that bitch off a text message
[03:48.40]D**n
[03:48.77]You know what it is when you **** with the kid
[03:50.42]I got medicine all in my beverage
[03:52.03]Lean
[03:52.50]Look at your watch it say my time
[03:54.13]My time
[03:54.47]They callin' my phone like a hotline
[03:55.85]Hotline
[03:56.25]I'm about to switch this shit up
[03:57.66] shit up
[03:58.12]Got a metro for my thot line
[03:59.68]Woo
[04:00.07]Got to crip walk on the outside
[04:01.41]Yeah
[04:01.82]Whip the same color apartheid
[04:03.34]Yeah
[04:03.77]On the phone kickin' pimpin'
[04:05.13]You know I surround that bitch in like a chump line
[04:07.41]Ooh Siri backwards spell Iris
[04:10.72]I ring iPhone don't work on this island
[04:14.50]True
[04:15.03]AK smilin' as I pose for a threat
[04:18.19]All these bad hoes in here we need a pole in this bitch
[04:21.96]If they're quick to pick her up I cut that bitch like a machete
[04:25.86]I might overdose on shrimp scampi in a telly I'm like
[04:29.72]Lil Wayne/2 Chainz：
[04:30.28]I can't trust my iPhone I think Siri the feds
[04:33.79]I can't trust my iPhone I think Siri the feds
[04:37.21]Pull up in that thing with Stunna interior red
[04:40.75]Go tell your boss we can get 'em cheaper than what he paid
[04:44.33]Let's go yeah
[04:45.18]I can't trust my iPhone I think Siri the feds
[04:48.70]I can't trust my iPhone I think Siri the feds

作词 : Dwayne Carter/2 Chainz/Michael Len Williams II
作曲 : Dwayne Carter/2 Chainz/Michael Len Williams II
Mike WiLL Made-It
Ear Drummas
Lil Wayne：
I can't trust my iPhone I can't trust these bitches
Haters praying for my downfall at least they're religious
People in Hell they want rainfall your bitch just want these digits
I feel like I'm on her payroll how she pay my a*s a visit
We put both iPhones on silent both iPhones on silent
I only answer for my nigga s careful with that dialogue
Man my house ain't got no house phone
My flip phone is a chip phone
Got a prepaid and that bitch on
But still I use my bitch phone
'Cause I can't trust my iPhone I can't trust my SIM card
I got Siri talkin' dirty to me tryna make my dick hard
I got Tunechi on my ringtone my children on my home screen
I choke you with the phonе charger
Sold more crack than my phone screen let's go
Third floor mask on bare feet nigga
100K a week that's a bad week nigga
I can sell dogs to a cat freak nigga
Sell monkey bars to a chimpanzee nigga
But you never know what you never know
nigga sell you coke and it wasn't coke
Hang 'em off the building and let 'em go
That's how you make a statement death they should quote
I seen death around the corner
And I lived right by the corner store
I'm a hot boy I'll burn your hand
I'm in real life untouchable
I run the show I run the show
Sell anything but my soul
And I'm prayin' that the only cuffs
That touch my wrist come with button holes for real
Smokin' on the good
Killin' these h*es like Blair Underwood
Rest in peace to my daddy Rabbit I swear to his lucky foot
Ever since he died of jealousy I've been looking for a cure
You see my daddy had that work now they watch his son get to it
And just like he ran them streets I run with bulls
If nigga s buyin' I throw out some numbers to 'em
Numbers soundin' yummy to 'em
You need just call my ho I gave her phone number to 'em
'Cause you know
I can't trust my iPhone I think Siri the feds
I can't trust my iPhone I think Siri the feds
Pull up in that thing with Stunna paint it period red
Go tell your boss we can get 'em cheaper than what he paid
Let's go
I can't trust my iPhone
Nope
.44 on my thighbone
Huh
You can have the eye of the tiger
I'm the one the tiger better have his eye on okay
Fussin' with my redbone
bitch
Hang up with my high gone
Why
Ball 'til I fall and when I do them h*es gon' pile on uh
Assault rifle now mouth off
Some nigga s make it all the way to the top
And ball too hard then bounce off
Like my homeboy let his bitch cook the work and it came out wrong
Almost beat that ho to death
I had to call my plug and vouch for him
'Cause I ain't even got an ounce for 'em
I keep running out on 'em
Everybody gotta eat just try not to leave the mouse crumbs
.223 right here this to keep the whole house warm
Then I skate by one of my h*es house
Girl I gotta use your house phone
'Cause she know I can't trust my iPhone I think Siri the feds
I can't trust that Samsung I think Sam the feds
cocaine pour the twenty-eight gram buffet
Turn your block into a police ambulance parade let's go
Lil Wayne/2 Chainz：
I can't trust my iPhone I think Siri the feds
Woo
I can't trust my iPhone I think Siri the feds
Yeah yeah yeah
Pull up in that thing with Stunna
Yeah
Interior red
Tell 'em
Go tell your boss we can get 'em cheaper than what he paid
Let's go yeah
2 Chainz boom boom boom
2 Chainz/Lil Wayne：
Hello
Hello
Most of my nigga s from the ghetto
Ghetto
Through the concrete grew a rose
Grew a rose
Petals smellin' like gun metal
Bah
Smoke a joint the size of a limo
Yeah
My girlfriend wearin' stilettos
Yeah
My wife don't like when I call my girlfriend
My girlfriend she think she's special
Tru
I whippin' and flippin' the extras
Woo extra
****ed that bitch off a text message
D**n
You know what it is when you **** with the kid
I got medicine all in my beverage
Lean
Look at your watch it say my time
My time
They callin' my phone like a hotline
Hotline
I'm about to switch this shit up
shit up
Got a metro for my thot line
Woo
Got to crip walk on the outside
Yeah
Whip the same color apartheid
Yeah
On the phone kickin' pimpin'
You know I surround that bitch in like a chump line
Ooh Siri backwards spell Iris
I ring iPhone don't work on this island
True
AK smilin' as I pose for a threat
All these bad hoes in here we need a pole in this bitch
If they're quick to pick her up I cut that bitch like a machete
I might overdose on shrimp scampi in a telly I'm like
Lil Wayne/2 Chainz：
I can't trust my iPhone I think Siri the feds
I can't trust my iPhone I think Siri the feds
Pull up in that thing with Stunna interior red
Go tell your boss we can get 'em cheaper than what he paid
Let's go yeah
I can't trust my iPhone I think Siri the feds
I can't trust my iPhone I think Siri the feds