Trap Phone

[Verse 1: Belly] 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' up 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 mil to spend You got the wave, baby, I just want to swim again Ooh, bring it back and make it real again Woo, phone blingin', my phone blingin' Phone blingin', my phone blingin' I could sell this line for like a quarter million I could sell this line for like a quarter million [Break: Belly & Jadakiss] Trap phone Trap phone Trap phone [Verse 2: Jadakiss] 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'mma 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 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, yeah I'm the backbone And I'm ready to die over my trap phone [Verse 3: Belly] 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 She 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 line for like a quarter million I could sell this line for like a quarter million [Outro: Belly] Trap phone, trap phone Trap phone, trap phone Trap phone Bitch, you childish as fuck, stop tryna act grown