capo: 2nd fret

[intro]

G C D
Yyy, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah

[hook]

G Em
Put your phone down, down, down
C
Bae look at me when i’m made up
D
Bae look at me when i’m made up

G Em
Put your phone down, down, down
C
Baby you can do that later
D
Baby you can do that later

[verse (1)]

G
Listen, uh– if they coming for me imma bring it to ‘em
Em
imma pull up on ‘em whip em then i move ‘em
C
let my donnas slew ‘em crush am let ‘em chew ‘em
D
touch my likkle bredda and i’m gonna do them
G
i ain’t suicidal but i’m in the streets
Em
at your door like, like it’s trick or treat
C
lifting hinges heading straight to the p
D
I’ve been going hard i ain’t had no sleep

[pre-hook]

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

[hook]

G Em
So put your phone down, down, down
C
Bae look at me when i’m made up
D
Bae look at me when i’m made up
G Em
So put your phone down, down, down
C
Bae look at me when i’m made up
D
Bae look at me when i’m made up

[verse (2)]

G
Uh, uh — why you always got your phone in your hand
Em
i swear it’s feeling like i ain’t got a man
C
i just want to take it run it over with a van
D
but i can’t drive ‘cause i’m still on a ban
G
why you acting like we ain’t got bills to pay
Em
no eye contact boy are you hearing me
C
you buy gunja now all your money done
D
me affi make a move me ah beg you fi yuh come

[pre-hook]

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

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

[hook]

G Em
So put your phone down, down, down
C
Bae look at me when i’m made up
D
Bae look at me when i’m made up
G Em
So put your phone down, down, down
C
Baby you can do that later
D
Baby you can do that later

[verse (3)]

Em
Baby — i can’t even lie
I think your phone is a distraction
G
I ain’t even trippin’ ‘bout other niggas who at you
C
Bad bitch, snatch you natural, classy
D
Do a lotta numbers nothin ‘bout me average
G
Committed to the streets
But we make love just like we married
Em
Whenever we in public
Hold your hand i ain’t embarrassed
C
I know if it ain’t nothin ‘bout your business u scroll past it
Am
Who you on the phone with we all the way in paris

Em
what’s so important
G
You can’t ignore it please put your phone down
C
You make me feel boring, i know i been touring
D
And gone for a minute, whenever i’m home
Em
I give you every second, they on my line
G
I don’t answer, i end it
C
I can call them back whenever it finish
G
I don’t even care if it’s about business
Yeah

[hook]

G Em
So put your phone down, down, down
C
Bae look at me when i’m made up
D
Bae look at me when i’m made up
G Em
So put your phone down, down, down
C
Baby you can do that later
D
Baby you can do that later

[outro]

Em
Put it down, put it down
G
Put it down ( put it down, come here we go )
C
Put it down, put it down
G
Put it down ( put it down, put it down, oh )
Em
Put it down, put it down
G
Put it down—
( put it down, put it, baby come here we go )
Am
Put it down, put it down, put it down
Down, down, down