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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kehlani
Kehlani
Vocals
Cardi B
Cardi B
Vocals
Needlz
Needlz
Programming
Scribz Riley
Scribz Riley
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Belcalis Almanzar
Belcalis Almanzar
Songwriter
Desmond Dennis
Desmond Dennis
Songwriter
Khari Cain
Khari Cain
Songwriter
Nija Charles
Nija Charles
Songwriter
Jorden Thorpe
Jorden Thorpe
Songwriter
Kehlani Ashley Parrish
Kehlani Ashley Parrish
Songwriter
Michael Abiola Orabiyi
Michael Abiola Orabiyi
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Brooklyn Johnny
Brooklyn Johnny
Executive Producer
Craig Kallman
Craig Kallman
Executive Producer
Darrale Jones
Darrale Jones
Executive Producer
Leslie Brathwaite
Leslie Brathwaite
Mixing Engineer
Needlz
Needlz
Producer
Scribz Riley
Scribz Riley
Producer
Evan LaRay
Evan LaRay
Recording Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Ooh, ooh Ring, ring, ring, ring You don't hit my line no more, oh, oh You don't make it ring, ring, ring, ring I can't keep this on the low I want you to make it ring, ring, ring, ring Should I call first? I can't decide I want to, but a b- got pride The switchin' up sh- is what I can't f- with I'm feelin' you but you hard to get in touch with And you ain't hit me up in a while Actin' like you don't know what number to dial You quit, then that's it, I'ma throw in the towel 'Cause a n- only gon' do what you allow You don't want this gun smoke Learn to text with your nose if your thumb broke I don't care if we gettin' to it and I stall on your a- But I still wake up to missed calls from your a- You don't hit my line no more, oh, oh You don't make it ring, ring, ring, ring I can't keep this on the low I want you to make it ring, ring, ring, ring Nah, n- now you gon' have to call me (call me) 'Cause I'm lookin' at these messages, they all me (yeah) Actin' like they ain't n- that want me Let another n- in your spot, and you gon' be hot n- coffee You gon' be sick to your, stomach Hit me when you free, 1-800 It's emergency, call me 911 'Cause right now I'm out here tryna find someone The ring on my phone, ring on my finger (brrr) You actin' like you ain't tryna do either (yeah) Once a good girl, watch me turn diva Here goes my heart, I put it on speaker (oh) You don't hit my line no more, oh, oh You don't make it ring, ring, ring, ring I can't keep this on the low I want you to make it ring, ring, ring, ring You used to be on my line On my tick all the time, yeah Love it when you make me feel Like you don't mind when I ain't got time for you And no it don't go to my head, I'm only arrogant in bed I just love to know you wanna spend time with me instead Now you all caught up, yeah You all caught up and you done left me alone, yeah You was all fed up Ready for the next step, wanna be on your own Said I just miss you, I just miss us, baby All I know is You don't hit my line no more, oh, oh You don't make it ring, ring, ring, ring (you don't make it ring, baby) I can't keep this on the low (yeah, yeah, oh) I want you to make it ring, ring, ring, ring
Writer(s): Desmond Montel Dennis, Jorden Thorpe, Michael Orabiyi Riley, Klenord Raphael, Nija Aisha Alayja Charles, Kehlani Ashley Parrish, Belcalis Almanzar, Khari Cain Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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