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Letoa

fantasy

 

fantasy


I love you, Letoa
Ayy, fuck you, Letoa, you ain't shit
Level

Got a hundred fucking bands on me
Stuck inside this fantasy
Pop the Xanny for the fantasy
Shawty, she a fan of me
Had to cut that bitch, make way for the racks
I don't wanna talk, so don't dwell on the past
I've been gone off the drank
You know my song, what you think?
Got a choppa with a laser attached
Katana as a blade on me, man
Yeah, she don't feel the same 'bout the racks
Yeah, I'm just tryna make a couple bands, yeah
Yeah, she don't feel the same 'bout the racks
Yeah, I'm just tryna make a couple bands, yeah
Yeah, I'm in my zone
Yeah, count my Vlone
Yeah, been real alone, yeah-yeah
Yeah, I did it on my own, my own
Shawty crying on the phone
Yeah, shawty all alone
Yeah, I wanna feel alone

Yeah, ayy
I been thinking, I been tripping
Contemplating bout my fate, ayy
Lil' shawty got my all, but I think that she insane
And she don't feel the same, so I keep katana blades
Man, I could cut it off, wouldn't feel that type of way
But would you force my hand? Would I handle it the same?
I just roll another L, take it straight up to my face
Posted with Letoa, I know nothing was the same
Take it back from time to time, this the furthest thing from great
And you don't speak the language where I'm from, but that's okay
Just hold on, we're going home, ayy, lil' shawty, come my way
Ayy, ayy, lil' shawty come my way
You the closest thing to perfect, I won't let you slip away, ayy

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy
Level
Level
Got a hundred fucking bands on me
Stuck inside this fantasy
Pop the Xanny for the fantasy
Shawty, she a fan of me
Had to cut that bitch, make way for the racks
I don't wanna talk, so don't dwell on the past
I've been gone off the drank
You know my song, what you think?
Got a choppa with a laser attached
Katana as a blade on me, man
Yeah, she don't feel the same 'bout the racks

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