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cc fiend - new phone lyrics

new phone who this who’s calling
got some new clothes drip like ocean
new opp just pulled up with commotion
got my glock i’ma get right to reloading

i’ma let it bang oh i’ma let it bang
leave him low health like he need a potion
no you cannot hang you know you far from gang
you’re just another opp always trolling

i’m cruising on the highway i’m in a lexus
i’m doing things my way no time for stressing
she just wanna hide away like private session
she just blew my mind away in a private section

i’m rolling 30 deep yes i’m here with the squad
one false move and we hit you with the chop
my belt hold a glock make you dance like tik tok
aim it at ya head picture perfect with the shot

i’m a cc fiend no cap
and i’m in a lexus one day i’ll cop a jag
you p+ssies were spoon fed straight off the bat
i ain’t had much some would say that i lack
now i’m flexing up and i’m counting all this cash
but i’m still rocking truey’s and i mix it with the gap
i was down bad i got up in a flash
shorty got me sad switch her out for a bag
she think that i’m still mad she think that i’m still sad
i’m over here shining with my new louis bag

(oh oh+oh)
she hit my pho+ne
i’m like oh no+oh
i gotta go+oh oh woah

- cc fiend lyrics

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