Lyrics

New phone, who dis? Two phones, two whips New bag, new bitch I'm lit, no shit (Ktlyn) New phone, who you? Nobu, new boo (yeah) Two G's, one shoe (yeah) Smoke tree, I flew No checks, too big (too big) We left, she switched (she switched) You shot, you missed (uh-huh) I feast, I dish (uh) Courtside, good side (uh) Westside, seaside (uh) Jet ride, goodbye (yeah, go) I move, I slide Cell phone on silent, but my name still got a ring to it Try to get me on the phone But, I tell 'em all, "Leave me alone" 'Cause I gotta get inside the zone (ooh) Leave a message at the tone Never gonna pick the phone up 'Cause I ain't answering to no one, look Speed it up, speed it up Flame throw, heat it up Everybody knows we the ones, they can see the buzz Beat it up, beat it up Send beats, eat it up Do it on my own, swear to God there was three of us Working like I had a triplet The flows hit 'em with a triplet Did shows, and you know the trip lit My income just tripled it, let's go New phone, who dis? Two phones, two whips New bag, new bitch I'm lit, no shit Wait, new bones to pick (yeah) New clones, new kids (huh) Quit stealing my vids Try to hit up my line, I hit 'em with this Ktlyn speaking (Hello) Is that a check? (Hi, well, actually) Pennies for your thoughts don't put diamonds on my neck, click Chef's kiss (mwah) I'm saucin' on 'em All these green faces in my pockets, 'bout to vomit on 'em There they go No money on the phone, then it's a no Packed a show (a show) Nobody at the function I don't know (Why?) Sent a mass text, to my five bests (yeah) Got a new phone and different address Every new year, new zip code (woah) Listen real close, don't misquote (woah) Bullseye hit, it don't miss though I been seeking a hit like missile (woah) Every new year, I flip modes (yeah) You text when green, I went ghost (yeah) New zip for the Zaza, fit full of Prada Don't answer to no broke hoe We're sorry, you've reached a number that's no longer in service You broke ass, cheap ass bit- New phone, who dis? Two phones, two whips New bag, new bitch I'm lit, no shit New phone, who you? Nobu, new boo (yeah) Two G's, one shoe (yeah) Smoke tree, I flew
Writer(s): Patrick John Kesack, Brendan Michael Gaughan, Katelyn Marie Bonner, Christopher Ju, Connor Price Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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