Don’t You See I’m on the Phone!? King Chip

[Intro]
As we gather 'round this bonfire
Smokin'
We lettin' all the bullshit burn
All the fear, all the hate, jealousy
All the fuck shit
Lettin' it burn
Roll up two or three
Don't interrupt me while I'm on the phone

[Verse 1]
Yeah, the nigga with the needle when the morphine's close (Woah)
I barely pay attention, I got none more for these hoes (No)
I don't even open doors to these hoes 'cause I'm otherwise open up doors with the keys (Sheesh)
Can't even let 'em in with the spray tan, understand [?] (On me)
Uh, you prolly won't like me if you don't like not having your way (You won't)
You prolly won't like me, when the bill come and you gotta help pay (You won't)
Puttin' in work for the summertime, you ain't finna count me out when the summer's up
I'm pullin' up Beverly Hills to work some deals, big Mafia, huddle up (Mafia)
You was in the city full of homicide, we ain't finna play with ya, a nigga finna run it up (Damn)
I had dope fiend tightin' up, ball y'all niggas, I cash out a 100 bucks (100 bucks)
Workin' on IPO, that's different though, yeah, what's up with it? (Yeah, what up?)
Uh, I'm tryna talk business, [?] had to give me one minute

[Chorus]
Don't you see I'm on the—hold on
Don't you see I'm on the phone?—Hold on
Don't you see I'm on the throne?—Hold on
Don't you see I'm never wrong?—Hold on
Don't you see I'm on the—hold on
Don't you see I'm on the phone?—Hold on
Don't you see I'm on the throne?—Hold on
Don't you see I'm never wrong?—Hold on