DJ Durel, Migos - Phone Ringing lyrics
[DJ Durel, Migos - Phone Ringing lyrics]
Phone ringing, phone ringing
Phone ringing, phone ringing
Phone ringing, phone ringing
You want a chicken, well come and bring it
Bring what? Cash, cash, cash!
Phone ringing, phone ringing
Phone ringing, phone ringing
Phone ringing, phone ringing
Hit my phone, when you need it
My phone keep on ringing
Man pick up my phone
Whipping the dope with the spatula
Gotta get every crumb outta that bowl
I’m tryna whip up a whole zone
Tell your ho leave me alone
Your bitch, she come to my bando
She get dunked on call me Moses Malone
Young nigga got anthrax in the backpack
Where ya mask at?
Gas bag, nigga no terrorist attack
Running with the sack
A nigga tryna make it back
Whipping chickens and pigeons my nigga
And I got the mac
Face the facts that you witnessing
M&Ms, better go run and calculate that
20 for the pinky ring, 50 for the Migo chain
It’s a wrap, for the Balmain just to be exact
Trappin' out the bando
Put the Nawf up on the map
Welcome to Migo world, living out the trap
I got them babies, ain’t talking Rugrats
Leave my private jet in LAX
Phone ringing, I got 30 texts
Rolex on my wrist, baguettes on my neck
Speeding down the highway, Stingray Corvette
Porno with your bitch, watch me like Netflix
Phone ringing, phone ringing
Phone ringing, phone ringing
Phone ringing, phone ringing
You want a chicken, well come and bring it
Bring what? Cash, cash, cash!
Phone ringing, phone ringing
Phone ringing, phone ringing
Phone ringing, phone ringing
Hit my phone, when you need it
Phone ringing, phone ringing
Phone ringing, phone ringing
You want a chicken, well come and bring it
Bring what? Cash, cash, cash!
Phone ringing, phone ringing
Phone ringing, phone ringing
Phone ringing, phone ringing
Hit my phone, when you need it
My phone keep on ringing
Man pick up my phone
Whipping the dope with the spatula
Gotta get every crumb outta that bowl
I’m tryna whip up a whole zone
Tell your ho leave me alone
Your bitch, she come to my bando
She get dunked on call me Moses Malone
Young nigga got anthrax in the backpack
Where ya mask at?
Gas bag, nigga no terrorist attack
Running with the sack
A nigga tryna make it back
Whipping chickens and pigeons my nigga
And I got the mac
Face the facts that you witnessing
M&Ms, better go run and calculate that
20 for the pinky ring, 50 for the Migo chain
It’s a wrap, for the Balmain just to be exact
Trappin' out the bando
Put the Nawf up on the map
Welcome to Migo world, living out the trap
I got them babies, ain’t talking Rugrats
Leave my private jet in LAX
Phone ringing, I got 30 texts
Rolex on my wrist, baguettes on my neck
Speeding down the highway, Stingray Corvette
Porno with your bitch, watch me like Netflix
Phone ringing, phone ringing
Phone ringing, phone ringing
Phone ringing, phone ringing
You want a chicken, well come and bring it
Bring what? Cash, cash, cash!
Phone ringing, phone ringing
Phone ringing, phone ringing
Phone ringing, phone ringing
Hit my phone, when you need it