Trap Phone (feat. Jadakiss)

Yeah, look

She used to sell me dreams by the milligram

Chasin' highs we'll never feel again

I told her bring it back and make it real again

I told her bring it back and make it real again

Still got your number in my trap phone

I hit the pussy, get the same high

I know your homegirl waitin' for you back home

I pull up and fuck you at the same time

I won't ever hit you from the main line

Got some nerve, blowin' on my land line

Bitch, you must be out your damn mind

Bitch, you must be out your damn mind

Locked inside the room, just the two of us

What made us love each other is what ruined us

I almost overdosed in the hills again

Tell her bring it back and make it real again

I only hit you from the trap phone

Come pull up and get your back blown

Close the door and put the latch on

Won't save her, but she hit me on the bat phone

Bitch, you got me poppin' pills again

Hittin' Vegas with a mill to spend

You got the wave, baby, I just wanna swim again

Ooh, bring it back and make it real again

Phone blingin', my phone blingin'

Phone blingin', my phone blingin'

I could sell this loud for like a quarter million

I could sell this loud for like a quarter million

Trap phone

Trap phone

Trap phone

Know we got whatever, what you tryna spend, God?

I don't pay the bill, I just change the SIM card

They say tomorrow ain't promised, so I'ma live it up

If I don't got your number saved, I don't give a fuck

I'm in the sky gettin' high, my crew is the hardest

My hunnid K, every day, as soon as I charge it

And I pray that them people don't properly get me

If I get bagged, I'm keepin' it on my property with me

Whole lotta bad bitches that's plottin' to hit me

I can't wear your shoes, dawg, they not gonna fit me

The heart of the city, yeah, I'm the backbone

And I'm ready to die over my trap phone, what?

I only hit you from the trap phone

Come pull up and get your back blown

Close the door and put the latch on

Won't save her, but she hit me from the bat phone

I'm too numb to ever feel again

Tryna find out where the feelin' went

Told her bring it back and make it real again

Told her bring it back and make it real again

Used to sell me dreams 'bout a milligram

Chasin' highs we'll never feel again

Told her bring it back and make it real again

Told her bring it back and make it real again

I only hit you from the trap phone

Come pull up and get your back blown

Close the door and put the latch on

Won't save her, but she hit me from the bat phone

Phone blingin', my phone blingin'

Phone blingin', my phone blingin'

I could sell this loud for like a quarter million

I could sell this loud for like a quarter million

Trap phone, trap phone

Trap phone, trap phone

Trap phone

Bitch, you tryna fuck, stop tryna act grown