Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Thru Your Phone , by - Cardi B. Release date: 05.04.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Thru Your Phone |
| Look, I just want to break up all your shit, call your mama phone |
| Let her know that she raised a bitch, then dial tone, click |
| And fuck your little fake ass friends |
| Come around actin' like they my bros |
| I seen y’all little group texts |
| Where you all like to brag about your hoes |
| And you can tell your little bitch |
| I screenshotted all her naked pics |
| Oh, you wanna send nudes to my man? |
| Wake up and see your boobs on the 'Gram? |
| Lil' bitch, I cannot stand you, right hand to Jesus |
| I might just cut all the tongues out your sneakers |
| Smash your TV from Best Buy |
| You gon' turn me into Left Eye |
| I don’t wanna hear 'bout invasion of privacy |
| I had a feeling, it turns out you lie to me |
| I’m holdin' back everything that’s inside of me |
| How you out fuckin' with bitches that follow me? |
| My heart is beating like it’s bleeding out |
| You sleepin', you sleepin', you sleepin' |
| You sleeping like a baby |
| Everyone was right about you now, and |
| You creepin', you creepin', you creepin' |
| I went through your phone last night |
| I went through your phone last night |
| Saw some things I didn’t like |
| I went through your phone last night |
| It’s killin' me, killin' me, killin' me, oh |
| All I can see is you and her in different scenarios |
| Beyoncé on my stereo, «Resentment» on repeat |
| I’ma make your bowl of cereal with a teaspoon of bleach |
| Serve it to you like, «Here you go, nigga, bon appétit» |
| Look, did you give it to her raw? |
| You love her or nah? |
| You risk your whole home for a ho from the bar? |
| You really want them hoes? |
| You can have them bitches |
| You don’t even cheat with no badder bitches |
| This shit is eatin' me, you sleepin' peacefully |
| Gettin' more mad at you, thinkin' 'bout stabbin' you |
| Don’t even know that you this close to dyin' |
| You gon' wake up like, «Why you got an attitude?» |
| My heart is beating like it’s bleeding out |
| You sleepin', you sleepin', you sleepin' |
| You sleeping like a baby |
| Everyone was right about you now, and |
| You creepin', you creepin', you creepin' |
| I went through your phone last night |
| I went through your phone last night |
| Saw some things I didn’t like |
| I went through your phone last night |
| It’s killin' me, killin' me, killin' me, oh |
| It’s killin' me |
| It’s killin' me, killin' me, killin' me, oh |
| It’s killin' me |
| It’s killin' me, killin' me, killin' me, oh |
| It’s killin' me |
| It’s killin' me, killin' me, killin' me, oh |
| It’s killin' me |
| I went through your phone last night |
| I went through your phone last night |
| Saw some things I didn’t like |
| I went through your phone last night |
| It’s killin' me, killin' me, killin' me, oh |