Promise

[Intro]

(Tre Fresh killin' the beat)

[Chorus: DOM KENNEDY]

Tell 'em don't bang your line, don't even send a text

You better off with me, your mama told you best

I'm not doin' this for the clout, I'm pullin' up to the house, shit

If we were kids, I'd ask, "When is she comin' out?" Uh

[Verse 1: DOM KENNEDY]

True fears, I'm in some whole deeper shit with shorty

I always give her her respect 'cause it's mandatory

Before rap, shit, I used to fuck with Job Corps

She say she like how I dress and I'm tatted morе

When you see a girl with me, man, she lucky (Man, shе lucky)

I got a roll of Zig-Zags in her undies

I got her prayin' for the kid every Sunday

She know my city real grimy, lot of gunplay (Gunplay)

Light makeup and lipgloss when she go to work

Two cars in her own spot, I gotta give her hers

She'll be here in thirty minutes if I send the word (Uh)

What happened in the past, I'm not at all concerned

I know this all gon' make sense soon one day (One day)

I watch her get a GLE, no more Hyundai (No more Hyundai)

I watched her turn the sidewalk into one-way

We be kissin', we be touchin', we be up late

[Chorus: DOM KENNEDY]

Tell 'em don't bang your line, don't even send a text

You better off with me, your mama told you best

I'm not doin' this for the clout, I'm pullin' up to the house, shit

If we were kids, I'd ask, "When is she comin' out?"

[Post-Chorus: DOM KENNEDY]

And she always got her nails fresh (Uh)

And she always got her hair fresh (Yeah)

And she always knows I got her back (Got her back)

I promised I'll be solid when we met

[Verse 2: Niko G4]

Tell her just call my line 'cause it's mandatory ('Cause it's mandatory)

Nails match her lingerie, yeah, she love the finer things

Damn, she the one and I can't ignore (She the one)

Make a player wanna turn it in (Uh-huh), kissin' on her pretty skin

Pullin' up in baby Benz, she gon' grind for it (She gon' grind for it)

Ain't no rushin' when we fuckin', take your time for me (Take your time)

Arch your back just like that when a nigga comin' home (Uh-huh)

So you tell 'em this when them lames hit your phone

[Chorus: DOM KENNEDY]

Tell 'em don't bang your line, don't even send a text (Yeah)

You better off with me (Me), your mama told you best (Uh)

I'm not doin' this for the clout, I'm pullin' up to the house, shit

If we were kids, I'd ask, "When is she comin' out?"

[Post-Chorus: DOM KENNEDY]

And she always got her nails fresh (Yeah)

And she always got her hair fresh (Uh)

And she always knows I got her back (Got her back)

I promised I'll stay solid when we met

[Bridge: Indica]

Tell 'em don't bang your line 'cause you stuck with me

I fuck with you the most 'cause of your honesty, your generosity

The way you got my back, forever down like that

These other hoes is wack, no

But you don't need 'em, no

Tell me to pull up, I tell 'em drop the lo'

The way you got my back, forever down like that

These other hoes is wack, no

But you don't need 'em, no

Tell me to pull up, I tell 'em drop the lo'

'Cause you're forever mine

[Chorus: DOM KENNEDY]

Tell 'em don't bang your line, don't even send a text (Yeah)

You better off with me (Me), your mama told you best (Uh)

I'm not doin' this for the clout, I'm pullin' up to the house, shit

If we were kids, I'd ask, "When is she comin' out?"

[Post-Chorus: DOM KENNEDY]

And she always got her nails fresh (Yeah)

And she always got her hair fresh (Uh)

And she always knows I got her back (Got her back)

I promised I'll stay solid when we met

[Outro]

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