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Cassia Eller - Me Myself And Iphone Lyrics

Me, Myself, And IPhone Song Lyrics
Me, Myself, And IPhone by Cassia Eller Hello? Yo, I ain't talk to you in a minute
You was upstate big, yeah a ten year sentence
Yup, you got locked up when I did big business
You got into business and did it big no pun intended
You always was dope and I hope you don't get offended
But you need to drop a hot record and stay consistent
I am yo listen I slaughter my competition
I just ain't on the radio cause I ain't ass kissing
Cass you know you sickening, I be talking slick
I'm just talking shit, but yo when the last time you talk to Swizz?
A long time ago - what you don't get along with him?
Nah, it's all love - well you need to do a song with him
I don't know what's wrong with him, but we don't never speak
You got hot bars you just need to get some better beats
Y'all put plaques on the wall a couple times, but life goes on
Hold on my other line, what's up!

{Hook}
A yo Cass these niggas getting me mad
They think you fell off, you need to get in your bag
I'm about to spazz these niggas get on my nerves
Cause they not showing you the respect that you deserve
That's my word you been spitting the truth
Nothing but punch lines every time you get in the booth
You spit some hot shit on the track and it's a wrap

{Cassidy}
You already know, but yo I'ma hit you back
Yo Ball, ayo what's cracking pimp
You was snapping pimp, but I don't know what happened pimp
Shit changed, you ain't been the same since the accident
Man you said I was the best - but now I ain't that defense
You need to get back with Swizz and make platinum hits
You ain't drop a album in a while you the problem child
Chill yeah I'm still a problem, but I'm not a child
I ain't tryna hate but why you made that song Condom Style?
Too many people got infected you gotta protect it
And I could not neglect it somebody gotta address it
It's a positive message, but I don't think it was hot
Whether you think it's hot or not you gotta respect it
You mad that I'm not talking reckless?
I dropped a record and got an endorsement deal so I'm not affected
You had more metaphor's before I got arrested
But I'm glad you doing business
Hold on for a minute, talk to me

{Hook}
A yo Cass these niggas getting me mad
They think you fell off, you need to get in your bag
I'm about to spazz these niggas get on my nerves
Cause they not showing you the respect that you deserve
That's my word you been spitting the truth
Nothing but punch lines every time you get in the booth
You spit some hot shit on the track and it's a wrap

{Cassidy}
Yo I heard you the other time, I'm on the other line
Yo bro, yo I'm still here peep this
I'm still in the street shit I need to hear some street shit
I'm spitting fire I'm getting tired of all this weak shit
Me too, but what you gonna do about this Meek shit?
He said he wanna battle niggas
But when I took him up on his offer he started to reconsider
That cat lame on every song he rap the same
That cat changed he got a deal and don't act the same
That nigga wilding cause he sold a couple hundred thousand
But I sold triple what that nigga sold my first album
He not selling cause that nigga can't stop yelling
He know he can't fuck with you that nigga look up to you
That ain't nothing new I raised son
I was around when that clown couldn't even get his braids done
Why he dropped that I'm a boss shit?
Cause his boss say he a "Boss" and he just on his boss dick
I usually don't get mad, but I had enough
When he dropped that song Amen that was blasphemous
He should praise his heavenly father the creator
But yo I gotta go I'ma holla at you later easy