i promise
Walk out with the bag, I done cashed out
I just put new jeans on my ass
Rockstar skinnies, she sucking me out 'em
Too many pills around I'ma just down 'em
Mama calling to tell me she proud of me
I got too many niggas, I can't let them down
I've made too many promises, can't turn back now
Know I gotta get mama inside a new house
My neice out the crib, she walking around
I do this for her, and my folks back in town
Yeah, he used to talk down, he can't fuck with me now
Got this bitch, she kissing me turning around
She take dick, she like it when I slow it down
Water on my neck, I'ma pray I don't drown
Moving in silence, I can't make a sound
And I struggle with that, 'cause the smell is too loud
I be smoking that loud, yeah I smoke by the pound
Half a Perc, pop an Addy, I'm focusing now
I got gold in my mouth, I can't help but to smile
I spent 'bout a rack on my smile, I'm shinin' right now
Can I flex? Can I stunt?
Nigga I'm up right now
You can try on my shoes, you can't walk you a mile
90 per hour the miles, I'm speedin right now
Fuck a cop, fuck a Trump, fuck a thot, and a clown
I smoke dope wit my niggas we pass it around (around)
And around (and around)
And around (yeah)
No I don't want his hoe 'cause she ran thru
No I don't want her 'cause she a pass around
I just walked out of Neimans I cashed out
When I shop it say Saks on the bag now
Yeah, my Ralph Lauren drawers down
Shorty ready to empty my balls out
I get to the bag I'ma ball out
You know I'm with my gang, I cant fall out (yeah)
If that nigga ain't real he get called out (yeah!)
If the block hot don't get caught out (yeah!)
And I shine like the Sun, I won't burn out
Niggas doubted, and look how I turned out
When I needed a hand I got turned down
The same niggas now they got they hands out
Yeah, yeah!
Walk out with the bag, I done cashed out
I just put new jeans on my ass
Rockstar skinnies, she sucking me out 'em
Too many pills around I'ma just down 'em
Mama calling to tell me she proud of me
I got too many niggas I can't let them down
I've made too many promises can't turn back now
Know I gotta get mama inside a new house
My neice out the crib, she walking around
I do this for her, and my folks back in town
I just put new jeans on my ass
Rockstar skinnies, she sucking me out 'em
Too many pills around I'ma just down 'em
Mama calling to tell me she proud of me
I got too many niggas, I can't let them down
I've made too many promises, can't turn back now
Know I gotta get mama inside a new house
My neice out the crib, she walking around
I do this for her, and my folks back in town
Yeah, he used to talk down, he can't fuck with me now
Got this bitch, she kissing me turning around
She take dick, she like it when I slow it down
Water on my neck, I'ma pray I don't drown
Moving in silence, I can't make a sound
And I struggle with that, 'cause the smell is too loud
I be smoking that loud, yeah I smoke by the pound
Half a Perc, pop an Addy, I'm focusing now
I got gold in my mouth, I can't help but to smile
I spent 'bout a rack on my smile, I'm shinin' right now
Can I flex? Can I stunt?
Nigga I'm up right now
You can try on my shoes, you can't walk you a mile
90 per hour the miles, I'm speedin right now
Fuck a cop, fuck a Trump, fuck a thot, and a clown
I smoke dope wit my niggas we pass it around (around)
And around (and around)
And around (yeah)
No I don't want his hoe 'cause she ran thru
No I don't want her 'cause she a pass around
I just walked out of Neimans I cashed out
When I shop it say Saks on the bag now
Yeah, my Ralph Lauren drawers down
Shorty ready to empty my balls out
I get to the bag I'ma ball out
You know I'm with my gang, I cant fall out (yeah)
If that nigga ain't real he get called out (yeah!)
If the block hot don't get caught out (yeah!)
And I shine like the Sun, I won't burn out
Niggas doubted, and look how I turned out
When I needed a hand I got turned down
The same niggas now they got they hands out
Yeah, yeah!
Walk out with the bag, I done cashed out
I just put new jeans on my ass
Rockstar skinnies, she sucking me out 'em
Too many pills around I'ma just down 'em
Mama calling to tell me she proud of me
I got too many niggas I can't let them down
I've made too many promises can't turn back now
Know I gotta get mama inside a new house
My neice out the crib, she walking around
I do this for her, and my folks back in town
Credits
Writer(s): Ciara Princess Harris, Jamal F. Jones, Elvis L. Jr. Williams, Jasper Tremaine Cameron
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