Smartphone – Song and Lyrics by 2 Chainz

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Discover the poetic beauty in ‘Smartphone’ by 2 Chainz. This lyric breakdown takes you on a journey through the artist’s thoughts, emotions, and the story they aim to tell. From clever metaphors to evocative imagery, we delve into the nuances that make this song a lyrical masterpiece. Whether you’re a fan of 2 Chainz or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.

If Puerto Rico wasn’t gone he would be right here with me
If True wasn’t gone he would be right here with me
Rest in peace to my niggas from my block
And free all my niggas tryna get some guap
I’m screamin’ “Free B Rilla” ’til he come home
My nigga locked up with a smartphone
I’m tryna drop some babies in her jawbone
We some street niggas, we got next, bitch
I bought a necklace just to flex, bitch
Yeah, understand, yeah, bust it down
I wanna see you dance bitch, bust it down
I ain’t playin’, hundred grand bitch, bust it down

I’m on a beast too, Gucci my feet too
F*ck around and buy a mink
I got Cuban on my links
I might pull up in a Brinks
On some rims and some tints
Give a f*ck what your team think, ’bout
I’m in a big clean car
Dope in the sixteen bars
Recited by yours truly
F*ck that bitch playin’ Gucci
That’s ratchet as f*ck
I told her “back it on up”
My jacket matching the truck
I got back in the boat

My nigga locked up with a smartphone
I’m tryna drop some babies in her jawbone
That’s some street shit, we got next, bitch
Bought a necklace just to flex, bitch
My nigga locked up with a smartphone
I’m tryna drop some babies in her jawbone
That’s some street shit, we got next, bitch
Bought a necklace just to flex, bitch

Uh, uh, partner got a Android
Dippin’, dappin’, payin’ for it
Extra year in the can for it
Concrete damn floor
Dancin’ with the devil
Tryna leave the ghetto
Going state or federal
I Golden State the schedule
Gold rose petals
Out of the alphabet, G is my favorite letter
I gotta make it better, cover the incidentals
Gucci rolled up the killer, as long as the Lincoln Continental
The lawyers will be here any minute
Used to have commas, now I’m sentenced
Wrist in the bowl bought a Bentley
It got a hole in the ceiling
Partner in the hole for a metro, I think it’s silly
Shawty sucked mine so damn long, I got a hickey
She know she prettier than Ricky
She step in blood when she walk
You know them rich niggas in prison
Try to FaceTime me and talk
This is the greatest of all, don’t want no haters involved
Hold up, I’m taking this call
(Need that chain when I get out, player)

My nigga locked up with a smartphone
I’m tryna drop some babies in her jawbone
That’s some street shit, we got next, bitch
Bought a necklace just to flex, bitch
My nigga locked up with a smartphone
I’m tryna drop some babies in her jawbone
That’s some street shit, we got next, bitch
Bought a necklace just to flex, bitch