Don't call my phone [Extended Version]

[Intro] Brr, brr [Producer Tag] Yo Sosa [Chorus] Don't call my phone, don't call my phone (Skrr) Don't call my phone, don't call my phone Don't call my phone, don't call my phone (Brr) Don't call my phone, don't call my phone [Verse 1] They said, "Go and sell out shows", I went and sold out "Go and sell out shows", I went and sold out "Go and sell out shows", I went and sold out "Go and sell out shows", I went and sold out Don't be a phoney, yeah, don't be a phoney You weren't there for me, yeah, you weren't there for me Now you want to know me, yeah, now you want to know me No, no, don't be a phoney, yeah, don't be a phoney You weren't there for me, yeah, you weren't there for me Now you want to know me, yeah, now you want to know me Don't be a phoney, yeah, don't be a phoney You weren't there for me, yeah, you weren't there for me Now you want to know me, yeah, now you want to know me Don't be a phoney, yeah, don't be a phoney You weren't there for me, yeah, you weren't there for me Now you want to know me, yeah, now you want to know me [Chorus] Don't call my phone, don't call my phone (Skrr) Don't call my phone, don't call my phone Don't call my phone, don't call my phone (Brr) Don't call my phone, don't call my phone [Verse 2] "Go and sell out shows", I went and sold out "Go and sell out shows", I went and sold out "Go and sell out shows", I went and sold out "Go and sell out shows", I went and sold out Don't be a phoney, yeah, don't be a phoney You weren't there for me, yeah, you weren't there for me Now you want to know me, yeah, now you want to know me No, no, don't be a phoney, yeah, don't be a phoney You weren't there for me, yeah, you weren't there for me Now you want to know me, yeah, now you want to know me Don't be a phoney, yeah, don't be a phoney You weren't there for me, yeah, you weren't there for me Now you want to know me, yeah, now you want to know me Don't be a phoney, yeah, don't be a phoney You weren't there for me, yeah, you weren't there for me Now you want to know me, yeah, now you want to know me [Chorus] Don't call my phone, don't call my phone (Skrr) Don't call my phone, don't call my phone Don't call my phone, don't call my phone (Brr) Don't call my phone, don't call my phone [Extended Part] [Intro] Hmm, mmm, mmm, mmm Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Don't call my phone, I'm all alone (All alone) Don't call my phone, I'm all alone Don't call my phone, I'm all alone (All alone) Don't call my phone, I'm all alone Don't call my phone, I'm all alone [Verse 1] Just mindin' my business (Yeah), they findin' my riches (Yeah) Yeah, they eyein' my missus (Yeah), yeah, they tryna find me on Insta (Huh?) And I never knew about this stuff (Huh?), you can all mind your business (Huh?) You can all mind your business (Huh?), you can all mind your business See, it don't bother me, got her stuck on the D She don't get bored of me, she thinks she wifey Yeah, she went to court for me, went and bought me this Patek But I don't want it, 'cause it ain't from Virgil Abloh Ah, I ain't tryna be a arsehole Ah, I just ain't tryna be a rascal Ah, now I'm eatin' outta basmati Now the jacket's made of coyote And the bro's been my day-one Same one, came up, main guns Stayed up, stayed up, in the stu', we stayed up B*tches said we changed up, changed up Used to date the same one, same one Big man, same guns, main ones Stayin' up, stayed up, in the stu', we stayed up B*tches said we changed up, changed up And now I'm with a fit ting, sh*t, think she know my lyrics Sh*t, think she know the lyrics (Lyrics) Ah, now I'm eatin' outta basmati Ah, now the jacket's made of coyote [Chorus] Ah, now I'm eatin' outta basmati Ah, now the jacket's made of coyote Ah, I ain't tryna be a arsehole Ah, I just ain't tryna be a rascal Don't call my phone, don't call my phone (All alone) Don't call my phone, don't call my phone (All alone) Don't call my phone, don't call my phone (All alone) Don't call my phone, don't call my phone (All alone) [Verse 2] Gyal, stop trippin', never catch me slippin' But if you catch me slippin', then you better be a stripper She thinkin' she a Barbie, I treat her like a dipper She got my skin goin' hard, so I got to give her Huh, give her my backhand She love it when I backhand She comin' back again And you can be a fan, man Don't need to be a stan, man It never was my plan To get this sh*t out of hand But I can't make a jam Without some inner fans They got a mind of their own Ayy, now I'm up in Stockholm With some LDN Jones She love it when I backhand And she comin' back again And you can be a fan, man Don't need to be a stan, man It never was my plan To get this sh*t out of hand But I can't make a jam Without some inner fans They got a mind of their own Ayy, now I'm up in Stockholm With some LDN Jones [Chorus] Ah, now I'm eatin' outta basmati Ah, now the jacket's made of coyote Ah, I ain't tryna be a arsehole Ah, I just ain't tryna be a rascal Don't call my phone, I'm all alone (All alone) Don't call my phone, I'm all alone (All alone) Don't call my phone, I'm all alone (All alone) Don't call my phone, I'm all alone (All alone)