(L-L-L-L-LeSean)
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Ay, I promise you
Promise I would never change 'til I got these rocks outta my pocket
Trap game so clean, niggas still eat after I drop it
See, my bitch say I'm toxic
With that wrist, you know I taught it, baby
Came far from the hotel, now I'm takin' off like a rocket, baby
Came far from the coke sales and the skeletons in my closet, baby
My lil' homie gon' shoot (nigga), and I can't even tell him stop it
And I can't even tell him wait, let him off fly
Flight to L.A., then to Dubai, then the UK
I don't know why (for real, nigga)
Never no delay, lеt 'em all die
Double C thе lace, they in my size
Doesn't give them help, boy, they all slime
Wipe a nigga tail 'til he offline
Could give you my heart, or you break it, you buy it
But you can't afford it, better not try it
Showed it to the court, you could never fight
Hundred racks or more, then I get excited, ayy
But on the stove, we gon' try it, my nigga
My bitch got my phone, and she text all the hoes that I got beside, my nigga
See, I'm on the road, and I ain't going home
You only get shot at the apartment, my nigga
And I'm stackin' the rows and I'm fuckin' these hoes
All the ones that be poppin', my nigga
VV denim, no stylist, nigga
Why she acting so childish, nigga?
When she got the flyest of flyest, of flyest, of flyest, of flyest, of niggas
See this sh*t extravagant, this shit immaculate, how I acquired the figures
See, I'm going crazy, no, I'm going brazy all over this violence, nigga
We go broke or we tie up a nigga
Look, got these Cartier frames on (mm-mm)
I just ran 'til this pain gone (mm-mm)
Niggas singin' the same song (mm-mm)
Got to do with no chain on (mm-mm)
I'm in the booth for a day-long
They notice when you got the plain on (mm-mm)
It was the day with the date on it
See that nigga, let it raise on him
Promise I would never change 'til I got these rocks outta my pocket
Trap game so clean, niggas still eat after I drop it
See, my b*tch say I'm toxic, and I work too often
Came far from the hotel, now I'm takin' off like a rocket, baby
Came far from the coke sales and the skeletons in my closet, baby
My lil' homie gon' shoot (nigga), and I can't even tell him stop it
And I can't even tell him wait, let him off fly
Flight to L.A., then to Dubai, then the UK
I don't know why (for real, nigga)
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I promise you