Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Trap Phone, artist - Belly. Date of issue: 10.11.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Trap Phone |
| Used to sell me dreams 'bout a milligram |
| Chasin' highs whenever 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 push and get the same high |
| I know you home girl 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' up my land line |
| Bitch you must be out your damn mind |
| Bitch you must be out you 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 mil to spend |
| You got the wave baby I just want to 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 tomorrow ain’t promised so I’m a 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 |
| A hundred K every day as soon as I charge it |
| And I pray that them people don’t people properly get me |
| If 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 yea I’m the backbone |
| And I’m ready to die over my trap phone |
| 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 |
| I’m too numb to ever feel again |
| Trying to find out where the feeling 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 whenever 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 on 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 trying fuck stop tryna act grow |