Promise U
Ohh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Ohh, oh, oh
Ohh, oh, oh
Sayin' how you sayin' it
How you, how you, how you
Let's go, let's go
Bitch I promise you, you in the past
I forgot you, you in the past
Yes I promise you, you in the past
I ain't got you, you in the past
So I stunt with Cartier and these Benz's
S-Class V12, yaa these Benz's
Monopolize my lane well
Do me dirt I might wobble
Spot the fakes then I gotta dot 'em
80 down a 35 lane, pardon me got disdain
And I mean it, but it's far from freein'
Demons all around me and they steady fiendin'
Bulletproof it out, like the mob air it out
Like the mob K ya down
Pray my angels they don't leave me now
I'm just sayin' how you sayin' it
Watch it, watch it, how you sayin' it
I got, I got, extra layers in it
Far from first, but I'm waitin' in it
I needa bitch suck my soul, then outta here
I needa extra gram, I might lose a gram
I needa wake up with my jewels glistenin'
I needa big dog status, big dog habits
Big dog when we shop up in the mall habits
I need everything buy it out the store wit it
30 cocaine's, 30 cocaine's
Percy chokin', percy rollin'
Percy sniffer, cocaine sniffer
Bitch I gift her, Chanel and
Fendi bags, Prada what I am
Proud of what I am
I can't fall down
Cause there's 30 round town
Got that 40 round on my hip
Let it blast like it's 30 round town's
Wild west we just gun 'em all down
Bitch I promise you, you in the past
I forgot you, you in the past
Yes I promise you, you in the past
I ain't got you, you in the past
So I stunt with Cartier and these Benz's
S-Class V12, yaa these Benz's
Monopolize my lane well
Do me dirt I might wobble
Spot the fakes then I gotta dot 'em
Bitch I promise you, you in the past
I forgot you, you in the past
Yes I promise you, you in the past
I ain't got you, you in the past
So I stunt with Cartier and these Benz's
S-Class V12, yaa these Benz's
Monopolize my lane well
Do me dirt I might wobble
Spot the fakes then I gotta dot 'em
I'm a rockstar so I rock out like guitar
And these scratches on my arm, remind me of who I are
When I look in mirror, I see two boys
They be all dinero
Bout that cake, cheddar
Bout that lettuce, bread up
Stackin' tall we can get our bread up
Got like two phones, they be all Shakira's
Got like two hoe's
They be feedin' me perc's, xan's, and you know
The leanuh that we leave alone, leave alone
And you know I'm stackin' up provolone
Solitary, all alone
Glocks, 40's we pop them
30's we pop them, lean yaa we got that
But it's raining purple rain (Reign)
Ain't no prince's in this game
Bitch I promise you, you in the past
I forgot you, you in the past
Yes I promise you, you in the past
I ain't got you, you in the past
So I stunt with Cartier and these Benz's
S-Class V12, yaa these Benz's
Monopolize my lane well
Do me dirt I might wobble
Spot the fakes then I gotta dot 'em
Bitch I promise you, you in the past
I forgot you, you in the past
Yes I promise you, you in the past
I ain't got you, you in the past
So I stunt with Cartier and these Benz's
S-Class V12, yaa these Benz's
Monopolize my lane well
Do me dirt I might wobble
Spot the fakes then I gotta dot 'em
Kobe 81, what I be
Just scoring', implorin'
I'm retarted, dummy go stupid
Ballin', boy I be spauldin'
Bout that cake, cheddar
Bout that lettuce bread up
Take you and your kingdom, checkmate swing 'em
Deck 'em
Made 'em sit down, test 'em
This ain't no regents beck 'em
Before we get there, we got .45's
Before we get there, we gon' make 'em die
Ohh, oh, oh
Ohh, oh, oh
Sayin' how you sayin' it
How you, how you, how you
Let's go, let's go
Bitch I promise you, you in the past
I forgot you, you in the past
Yes I promise you, you in the past
I ain't got you, you in the past
So I stunt with Cartier and these Benz's
S-Class V12, yaa these Benz's
Monopolize my lane well
Do me dirt I might wobble
Spot the fakes then I gotta dot 'em
80 down a 35 lane, pardon me got disdain
And I mean it, but it's far from freein'
Demons all around me and they steady fiendin'
Bulletproof it out, like the mob air it out
Like the mob K ya down
Pray my angels they don't leave me now
I'm just sayin' how you sayin' it
Watch it, watch it, how you sayin' it
I got, I got, extra layers in it
Far from first, but I'm waitin' in it
I needa bitch suck my soul, then outta here
I needa extra gram, I might lose a gram
I needa wake up with my jewels glistenin'
I needa big dog status, big dog habits
Big dog when we shop up in the mall habits
I need everything buy it out the store wit it
30 cocaine's, 30 cocaine's
Percy chokin', percy rollin'
Percy sniffer, cocaine sniffer
Bitch I gift her, Chanel and
Fendi bags, Prada what I am
Proud of what I am
I can't fall down
Cause there's 30 round town
Got that 40 round on my hip
Let it blast like it's 30 round town's
Wild west we just gun 'em all down
Bitch I promise you, you in the past
I forgot you, you in the past
Yes I promise you, you in the past
I ain't got you, you in the past
So I stunt with Cartier and these Benz's
S-Class V12, yaa these Benz's
Monopolize my lane well
Do me dirt I might wobble
Spot the fakes then I gotta dot 'em
Bitch I promise you, you in the past
I forgot you, you in the past
Yes I promise you, you in the past
I ain't got you, you in the past
So I stunt with Cartier and these Benz's
S-Class V12, yaa these Benz's
Monopolize my lane well
Do me dirt I might wobble
Spot the fakes then I gotta dot 'em
I'm a rockstar so I rock out like guitar
And these scratches on my arm, remind me of who I are
When I look in mirror, I see two boys
They be all dinero
Bout that cake, cheddar
Bout that lettuce, bread up
Stackin' tall we can get our bread up
Got like two phones, they be all Shakira's
Got like two hoe's
They be feedin' me perc's, xan's, and you know
The leanuh that we leave alone, leave alone
And you know I'm stackin' up provolone
Solitary, all alone
Glocks, 40's we pop them
30's we pop them, lean yaa we got that
But it's raining purple rain (Reign)
Ain't no prince's in this game
Bitch I promise you, you in the past
I forgot you, you in the past
Yes I promise you, you in the past
I ain't got you, you in the past
So I stunt with Cartier and these Benz's
S-Class V12, yaa these Benz's
Monopolize my lane well
Do me dirt I might wobble
Spot the fakes then I gotta dot 'em
Bitch I promise you, you in the past
I forgot you, you in the past
Yes I promise you, you in the past
I ain't got you, you in the past
So I stunt with Cartier and these Benz's
S-Class V12, yaa these Benz's
Monopolize my lane well
Do me dirt I might wobble
Spot the fakes then I gotta dot 'em
Kobe 81, what I be
Just scoring', implorin'
I'm retarted, dummy go stupid
Ballin', boy I be spauldin'
Bout that cake, cheddar
Bout that lettuce bread up
Take you and your kingdom, checkmate swing 'em
Deck 'em
Made 'em sit down, test 'em
This ain't no regents beck 'em
Before we get there, we got .45's
Before we get there, we gon' make 'em die
Credits
Writer(s): Kyle Hawkins
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