Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song New Phone (Who Dis), artist - Cakes Da Killa. Album song Hedonism, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 20.10.2016
Record label: Ruffians
Song language: English
New Phone (Who Dis) |
| Really thought you was the Ken to my Barbie |
| I see I gotta dead you like Onika did Safaree |
| Quick to save face when we pumped through the lobby |
| Sucks that we couldn’t keep it buck, I’m sorry so… |
| Goodnight, booked flight, redeye on the West Coast |
| Promoters got my money so it’s on to the next show |
| All bark no bite, digging on my mental |
| Why you always fronting, keep it real it’s a essential |
| A smoking gun, razor blade on tongue |
| Mind games just for fun, should’ve hit it and run |
| Caught out on a limb, we should have kept it at done |
| Now I’m sitting in my feelings with my face on numb |
| Who’s that peeking in my window? |
| I guess they got the word out cause now your boy is single |
| I’ma hit the city up and I’m down to mingle |
| Player talking fly shit, I wonder what that mouth do |
| You think this shit is sweet like honey to a bee |
| I been attracting ballers and actors around me |
| I been here already, Jersey bred like Fetty |
| My come up is kinda steady so groupies be flocking heavy |
| The thirst is so cute, chickens up out the coop |
| They perched up on a roof just waiting on me to swoop |
| And here come my ex, he sitting there looking stressed |
| I’m moving on to the next, he calling and send a text like |
| Yo it’s Cakes, if you got something sweet to say just leave your name and |
| number after the beat, alright |
| New phone, who dis? |
| New phone, who dis? |
| New phone, who dis? |
| Cutthroat ruthless |
| Don’t appreaciate my love then I leave you looking stupid |
| You know how I do this, I switch up so clueless |
| Could catch me getting wasted doing jello shots with Cupid |
| New phone, who dis? |
| I’m moving on to the next, he calling and send a text like |
| High maintenance, very little patience |
| The moves I be making wipe the smiles off niggas faces |
| Gotta serve it up gutter keep him tied up like my laces |
| Keep a killer roster just to cover all my bases |
| High maintenance, very little patience |
| The moves I be making wipe the smiles off niggas faces |
| Gotta serve it up gutter keep him tied up like my laces |
| Keep a killer roster just to cover all my bases |
| Tummy getting flatter, ass getting fatter |
| Watch me serve it up, lil' hex on a platter |
| And I’m blocking fools in my Gmail with the chatter |
| Watch me whip it up, top chef with the batter |
| New phone, who dis? |
| Switch up my blueprints |
| Twist up my body on the ceiling leaving footprints |
| The best you ever had, had to re-up on some new shit |
| Feelings get you hurt coming at me on some rude shit |
| New phone, who dis? |
| Cutthroat ruthless |
| Don’t appreaciate my love then I leave you looking stupid |
| You know how I do this, I switch up so clueless |
| Could catch me getting wasted doing jello shots with Cupid |
| New phone, who dis? |
| Cutthroat ruthless |
| Don’t appreaciate my love then I leave you looking stupid |
| You know how I do this, I switch up so clueless |
| Could catch me getting wasted doing jello shots with Cupid |