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destroy lonely - 220 كلمات أغنية

[intro]
yeah
yeah

[chorus]
body bag, ten stacks, shooter get that cash (yeah)
oh, you want bags? sell that ass, b_tch, and they’ll come fast
i’m a eastside baby, but i’m overseas for fashion
two_twenty my dash, fast ass whip and i ain’t crashin’
usa my muscle, whip a trackhawk not no jag’, b_tch (nope)
you must think i’m broke as f_ck, like, where they do that at, b_tch?
oh, that’s where you be at, b_tch
see me, i’m on some cash it
i’m with all my n_ggas and we all gon’ blow a bag, b_tch

[verse 1]
walk up in balenci’, walk out, look just like the batman
b_tch, i’m with the bat gang
they want smoke and we taxin’
srt, srt the whip come through like flash, man
thick ass, freak ass b_tch, she come through and her ass so fat, man (d_mn, shawty)
yeah, n_ggas ain’t on what we on, yeah
i might that ho one time then delete her out my phone, d_mn
i went and blew a couple thousand on four things of cologne, sh_t
i went from the bas_m_nt to the whole world singin’ my songs
f_ck this fine ho, call her ms. christina milian
i’m in milan, lil’ b_tch and i’m thinkin’ ’bout countin’ up a million
n_ggas keep callin’ my phone, might switch my number, switch up on these folks
b_tches keep callin’ my phone, might switch my number, switch up on these hoes
sh_t done changed, i’m gettin’ paid, her whole life savings for a show
the line is lame, a n_gga can’t say that i ain’t pave the way for my folks
and i may have changed but what’s the problem if i’m tryna get some more
i’m too insane, yeah, i got a problem, sh_t, i keep smokin’ dope
[chorus]
body bag, ten stacks, shooter get that cash (yeah)
oh, you want bags? sell that ass, b_tch, and they’ll come fast
i’m a eastside baby, but i’m overseas for fashion
two_twenty my dash, fast ass whip and i ain’t crashin’
usa my muscle, whip a trackhawk not no jag’, b_tch (nope)
you must think i’m broke as f_ck, like, where they do that at, b_tch?
oh, that’s where you be at, b_tch
see me, i’m on some cash it
i’m with all my n_ggas and we all gon’ blow a bag, b_tch

[verse 2]
huh, yeah, we all gon’ blow a bag, b_tch
hol’ up, yeah, all my hoes some bad b_tches
i’m take them bands and give a stick to all my savages
i guess these n_ggas done gave up on gettin’ rich, they in the past, n_gga
yeah, see me, i’ma keep on passin’ n_ggas
and i just told my boy to go roll up a blunt, just make sure that you pass it to me, yeah
if i like that sl_t then i pay for her ass and titties, yeah
the glock a 42, it’s light, i could pass it to you, yeah
thinkin’ ’bout makin’ this ice for my wife ’cause this sh_t too d_mn pretty, yeah
i’m with this ig ho, she freaked out but she so secluded
and we havin’ hoes, plenty
and we smokin’ dope, plenty
i’m on a plane right now, i’m finna touchdown in your city
i’m with a real deal slime and that boy too tall and he so sticky, yeah
i’m gettin’ too much cash, spend a hunnid right now and i won’t miss it
these n_ggas don’t listen
i’m cookin’ dope, no kitchen, yeah
i see the grave, i’m p_ssin’, yeah
if we see a opp, we get him
[chorus]
body bag, ten stacks, shooter get that cash (yeah)
oh, you want bags? sell that ass, b_tch, and they’ll come fast
i’m a eastside baby, but i’m overseas for fashion
two_twenty my dash, fast ass whip and i ain’t crashin’
usa my muscle, whip a trackhawk not no jag’, b_tch (nope)
you must think i’m broke as f_ck, like, where they do that at, b_tch?
oh, that’s where you be at, b_tch
see me, i’m on some cash it
i’m with all my n_ggas and we all gon’ blow a bag, b_tch (ho, yeah)

- destroy lonely

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