Playing:
Phony Ppl - On My Shit Ft. Joey Bada$$
[Chorus: Phony Ppl]
I play the outfield, that's usually
Humbly watchin', nope, not today
Put a disclaimer out 'cause I'm on my shit tonight
They never saw this side of the moon
Askin' me questions like, "Where'd you go?"
Put a disclaimer out 'cause I'm on my shit tonight
[Verse 1: Phony Ppl]
Your friend, she lookin' nice
I know that's your friend but she lookin' right
So, what's good with your friend? You and her tonight
I'm on my shit tonight
I'm feelin', fill a glass
Mi nuh let no spliff pass
I'm 'bout to holla at her, quick, fast
Time flies, did that, these facts
A couple minutes of the chit-chat
You tryna parlay, yo, get back, uh
I told her straight, "I'm tryna hit that"
'Cause she was on my dick that night
I might just play some cash, go fuck up the game
Before the pillow touch my head
And maybe throw some change
Enough to fill a duffel bag
'Cause I don't give no shits, alright