Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
DaBaby
Vocals
Nicki Minaj
Vocals
SethInTheKitchen
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jonathan Kirk
Songwriter
Onika Maraj
Songwriter
Ross Joseph Portaro IV
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
SethInTheKitchen
Producer
Danny Hurley
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Kevin "Black Pearl" McCloskey
Mixing Engineer
Aubry "Big Juice" Delaine
Recording Engineer
Christopher "Coach Brodie" West
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Elton Chueng
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I'm tryna stay up off my iPhone
Told my bitch I love you, that was just a typo
That bitch drive me crazy, she gone make me psycho
Everything I been through, it's something only I know
Ay, I'm tryna stay up off my iPhone
Told my bitch I love you, that was just a typo
That bitch drive me crazy, she gone make me psycho
Everything I been through, it's something only I know, ay
[Verse 2]
I'm a legend just like Michael
My bitch is ungrateful so I'm out with my side hoe
She gone treat me different, I should make her my hoe
She don't need no surgery, she don't got no lypo
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
[Verse 3]
I just took off, check the speed
I just made 100K off a show
I just made 50K off of weed
You know I like to play with yo hoe
I choke her and pull out her weave
I told her, "Bae I gotta go"
She begging me stay over please
I gotta leave boo
I don't wanna mislead you
I just wanna please you
She looked and said, "Me too"
So I let her ride out
She like how we vibe out
But if you pick my phone up I'ma put you in time out
'Cause I'm
[Verse 4]
I'm tryna stay up off my iPhone
Told my bitch I love you, that was just a typo
That bitch drive me crazy, she gone make me psycho
Everything I been through, it's something only I know
Ay, I'm tryna stay up off my iPhone
Told my bitch I love you, that was just a typo
That bitch drive me crazy, she gone make me psycho
Everything I been through, it's something only I know
[Verse 5]
I'm 'bout to tell my dude I love him, then I'm gonna dub him
'Cause to be honest I put my side **** above him
Tell him that I know that he creeping with that hoe
That's why I'm fucking that **** that I be calling my bro
Middle finger, fuck a-you
Who the fuck is you?
This L is for you
I'ma take a W
[Verse 6]
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 **** get stupid it's plenty on deck
Ain't about to be sitting home crying for you
Better get one in pink if you buy it in blue
All these **** is lined up eyeing the crew
Because taking your spot what they dying to do
Ayo open the door, give me my clothes
Throw me the keys 'cause I'm taking the Rolls
Get any closer we coming to blows
You get the picture, ain't talking a pose
[Verse 7]
I mean who doing it, doing it
Like we doing it, doing 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 Dublin back
[Verse 8]
I'm tryna stay up off my iPhone
Told my bitch I love you, that was just a typo
That bitch drive me crazy, she gone make me psycho
Everything I been through, it's something only I know
Ay, I'm tryna stay up off my iPhone
Told my bitch I love you, that was just a typo
That bitch drive me crazy, she gone make me psycho
Everything I been through, it's something only I know
[Verse 9]
Ain't no typo, ain't no Michael
Ain't a psycho, fuck your iPhone
(Yeah)
Fuck your iPhone
Written by: Jonathan Kirk, Onika Maraj, Ross Joseph Portaro IV