Intro
Ayyy, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah

Hook
Put your phone down, down, down 
Bae look at me when i’m made up 
Bae look at me when i’m made up

Ayyy 
Put your phone down, down, down 
Baby you can do that later 
Baby you can do that later

Verse 1
Listen, uh 
If they coming for me imma bring it to ‘em 
Imma pull up on ‘em 
Whip em then i move ‘em 
Let my Donnas slew ‘em 
Crush am let ‘em chew ‘em 
Touch my likkle bredda and I’m gonna do them 
I ain’t suicidal but I’m in the streets 
At your door like, like it’s trick or treat 
Lifting hinges heading straight to the P 
I’ve been going hard I ain’t had no sleep

Pre-Hook
I’ve been stressing out thinking ‘bout this money 
Told my mother imma imma make her proud of me 
You ain’t making money 
You just on your phone 
Come let's get this paper boy it’s time to go

Hook 
So, put your phone down, down, down 
Bae look at me when i’m made up 
Bae look at me when i’m made up

Ayyy 
Put your phone down, down, down 
Baby you can do that later 
Baby you can do that later

Verse 2
Uh, Uh 
Why you always got your phone in your hand 
I swear it's feeling like I ain't got a man 
I just want to take it run it over with a van 
But I can’t drive ‘cause i’m still on a ban 
Why you acting like we ain’t got bills to pay 
No eye contact boy are you hearing me 
You buy gunja now all your money done 
Me affi make a move me ah beg you fi yuh come

Pre-Hook
I’ve been stressing out thinking ‘bout this money
Told my mother imma imma make her proud of me
You ain’t making money
You just on your phone
Come let's get this paper boy it’s time to go

So, put your phone down and keep your eyes on me
Baby don’t tell me but show me say you’ll love me
You love me long time so me want you shine for me
Look how the time fly and you still ah style on me

Hook
So, put your phone down, down, down
Bae look at me when i’m made up (Bae, look at me when i’m made-)
Bae look at me when i’m made up (Bae, look at me when i’m made-)

Ayyy
Put your phone down, down, down
Baby you can do that later (Baby you can do that late-)
Baby you can do that later (Baby you can do that late-)

Verse 3: Lil Baby
Baby
I can't even lie
I think your phone is a distraction
I ain’t even trippin’ ‘bout other niggas who at you
Bad bitch, snatch you
Natural, classy
Do a lotta numbers
Nothin ‘bout me average
Committed to the streets
But we make love just like we married
Whenever we in public
Hold your hand I ain’t embarrassed
I know if it ain’t nothin ‘bout your business u scroll past it
Who you on the phone with
We all the way in Paris
What’s so important
You can’t ignore it
Please put your phone down
You make me feel boring
I know I been touring and gone for a minute
Whenever i’m home
I give you every second
They on my line
I don’t answer, I end it
I can call them back whenever it finish
I don’t even care if it’s about business
Yeah

Hook
So, put your phone down, down, down
Bae look at me when i’m made up (Bae, look at me when i’m made-)
Bae look at me when i’m made up (Bae, look at me when i’m made-)

Ayyy
Put your phone down, down, down
Baby you can do that later (Baby you can do that late-)
Baby you can do that later (Baby you can do that late-)

Outro
Put it down, put it down, put it down
Put it down, come here we go
Put it down, put it down, put it down
Put it down, Put it down, Oh
Put it down, put it down, put it down
Put it down, Put it, baby come here we go
Put it down, put it down, put it down
Down, Down, Down