Cardi B – Ring (feat. Kehlani) Lyrics

Ring

Cardi B (feat. Kehlani)

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"Ring." - Cardi B (feat. Kehlani)

Monday, 19 October 2026, 05:10 am

Album: Invasion of Privacy

Track No: 08

Ring, ring, ring
You don't hit my line no more, oh, oh
You don't make it ring, ring, ring, ring
I can't keep this on the low, I want
You to make it ring, ring, ring, ring
Should I call first? I can't decide
I want to, but a bitch got pride
Switchin' up shit is what I can't fuck with
I'm feelin' you, but you hard to get in touch with
And you ain't hit me up in a while
Actin' like you don't know what number to dial
You quit then that's it, I'ma throw in the towel
'Cause a **** only gon' do what you allow
You don't want this gun smoke
Learn to text with your nose, if your thumb broke
I don't care if we get into it and I stall on your ass
But I still wake up to missed calls from your ass, ****
You don't hit my line no more, oh, oh
You don't make it ring, ring, ring, ring
I can't keep this on the low, I want
You to make it ring, ring, ring, ring
Nah, ****, now you gon' have to call me (Call me)
'Cause I'm lookin' at these messages, they all me (Yeah)
Actin' like there ain't **** that want me
Let another **** in your spot
And you gon' be hot, ****, coffee
You gon' be sick to your stomach
Hit me when you free, 1-800
It's emergency, call me 911
'Cause right now I'm out here tryna find someone
The ring on my phone, ring on my finger
You actin' like you ain't tryna do either (Yeah)
Was a good girl, watch me turn diva (Hey)
Here goes my heart, I put it on speaker
You don't hit my line no more, oh, oh
You don't make it ring, ring, ring, ring
I can't keep this on the low, I want
You to make it ring, ring, ring, ring
You used to be on my line
On my tip, all the time, yeah
Love the way you make me feel
Like you don't mind when I ain't got time for ya
And, no, it don't go to my head
I'm only arrogant in bed
I just love to know
You wanna spend time with me instead
Now you all caught up, yeah, you all caught up
Now you done left me alone, yeah
You was all fed up, ready for the next step
Wanna be on your own
Said, I just miss you, I just miss us, baby
All I know is
You don't hit my line no more, oh, oh
You don't make it ring, ring, ring, ring (You don't ring, ring, ring, ring, ring)
I can't keep this on the low, I want (Yeah-yeah)
You to make it ring, ring, ring, ring

Writer(s): Belcalis Almanzar, Desmond Dennis, Jordan Thorpe, Kehlani, Khari Cain, Mike Orabiyi Riley & Nija Charles.

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