Songs Lyrics: Nicki Minaj

iPHONE

It's so on point, like it's so musically correct, I don't wanna clash

Like I'm tryna just put like (DaBaby)

That's what I'm sayin' (Da Barbie)

SethInTheKitchen

Turn up

I'm tryna stay up off my iPhone (brrt, brrt)

Told my bitch "I love you", that was just a typo

That bitch drive me crazy (uh), she gon' make me psycho (yeah)

Everything I been through (yeah), it's something only I know

Ayy, I'm tryna stay up off my iPhone (brrt, brrt)

Told my bitch "I love you", that was just a typo (ayy)

That bitch drive me crazy (ayy), she gon' make me psycho (ayy)

Everything I been through (ayy), it's something only I know

Ayy, I'm a legend just like Michael

My bitch is ungrateful, so I'm out with my side hoe

She gon' treat me different, I should make her my hoe

She don't need no surgery, she don't got no lipo

But she got that ass, though, told her how to throw it right

She treat me like a motorcycle, ride me like a motorbike, vroom

I just took off, check the speed (yeah)

I just made 100K off a show (show)

I just made 50K off of weed (yeah)

You know I like to play with your hoe (huh)

I choke her and pull out her weave (huh)

I told her "Bae, I gotta go" (go)

She beggin' me "Stay over, please" (please)

I gotta leave, boo (ayy)

I don't wanna mislead you (uh)

I just wanna please you (uh)

She looked and said "Me too" (uh)

So I let her ride out (ride)

She like how we vibe out (vibe)

But if you blow my phone up (brrt), I'ma put you in timeout

'Cause I'm

I'm tryna stay up off my iPhone

Told my bitch "I love you", that was just a typo (yeah, yeah, yeah)

That bitch drive me crazy (uh), she gon' make me psycho (yeah)

Everything I been through (yeah), it's something only I know

Ayy, I'm tryna stay up off my iPhone (brrt, brrt)

Told my bitch "I love you", that was just a typo (ayy)

That bitch drive me crazy (ayy), she gon' make me psycho (ayy)

Everything I been through (ayy), it's something only I know

I'm 'bout to tell my dude I love him, then I'm gonna dub him

'Cause to be honest I put my side nigga above him

Tell him that I know that he creepin' with that hoe

That's why I'm fuckin' that nigga that I be callin' my bro (Bro, bro)

Middle finger, fuck a-you

Who the fuck is you?

This L is for you, I'ma take a W

Fuck on the dick, then I fuck up a check

He say he want a kiss, but I give him a peck

I said "Call me Aretha, " I want my respect

When you niggas get stupid, it's plenty on deck

Ain't about to be sittin' home cryin' for you

Better get one in pink if you buy it in blue

All these niggas is lined up eyein' the coupe

Because takin' your spot what they dyin' to do

Ayo, open the door, give me my clothes

Throw me the keys, 'cause I'm taking the Rolls'

Get any closer, we comin' to blows

You get the picture, ain't talkin' a pose

I mean, who doin' it, doin' it?

Like we doin' it, doin' it?

Why you ruin it, ruin it?

Here we go

How you ain't know a Queen from a rat?

She saw that cheese, now you 'bout to get trapped

How you ain't know a Queen from a rat?

Ireland, you gon' be doublin' back

I'm tryna stay up off my iPhone (brrt, brrt)

Told my bitch "I love you", that was just a typo (yeah, yeah)

That bitch drive me crazy, she gon' make me psycho (ayy)

Everything I been through (ayy), it's something only I know (yeah, yeah)

Ayy, I'm tryna stay up off my iPhone (brrt, brrt)

Told my bitch "I love you", that was just a typo (yeah, yeah)

That bitch drive me crazy, she gon' make me psycho

Everything I been through, it's something only I know

Ain't no typo, ain't no Michael (tryna stay up off my iPhone)

Ain't a psycho, fuck your iPhone

(Yeah)

Fuck your iPhone