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Destroy Lonely

messy freestyle

 

messy freestyle

(album: overseas - 2020)


(Clayco on the beat)

I don't know, what this is
I can't cap, I didn't even read it
I just know this shit, straight from overseas
And I'm posted up, right here with big B's
I'm really living this shit, put my bitch in VV
Vivienne Westwood, and VVS's
Put that ho in her place, but I'm not sexist
And I'd rather meet the bitch, I don't like texting
And I keep quiet, I'm not asking no questions
Put that hoe on her knees, if she looking sexy
I'm a clean nigga, but my room be messy
Bitch, I'm kicking shit, I feel just like Messi
She give me sloppy toppy, getting messy
VIP, nigga, that's my section
And she feeling me, now she acting messy
I ain't text that ho back, but she got the message

And I'm cashing out, nigga, this shit regular
See, I just spent a lil' pound on some drip, nigga
Two iPhones, equal 'bout a hundred messages
And I do what I want, 'cause I'm getting money now
Damn, I think I'm fly, need to take a pic
No, I don't abuse women, but they getting hit
New day, still woke up lit
Green Day, lonely road, I'm taking it
And I stay with' a slime, nigga, just like Nick
Bro, hit that nigga, ain't no way I'ma miss
I don't get these niggas, seem like they full of bitch
And this bitch on my IG, watch me drip
I don't tie my shoes, bitch, we pull up with them trips
Ten bands, call that lil' shit a lil' grip
I'm geeked up, nigga, yeah, I'm on a trip
If you try me, lil' nigga, then you would be tripping
I'm not the same as these niggas, I guess that's the difference
I'm balling, I'm just like a Piston
Big black .45 shoot missiles
Bitch, I add it up, and subtract the difference
(Yeah)
(Bitch, I add it up, and subtract the difference)
(I don't know, what this is)
(Damn)

I don't know, what this is
I can't cap, I didn't even read it
I just know this shit, straight from overseas
And I'm posted up, right here with big B's
I'm really living this shit, put my bitch in VV
Vivienne Westwood, and VVS's
Put that ho in her place, but I'm not sexist
And I'd rather meet the bitch, I don't like texting
And I keep quiet, I'm not asking no questions
Put that hoe on her knees, if she looking sexy
I'm a clean nigga, but my room be messy
Bitch, I'm kicking shit, I feel just like Messi
She give me sloppy toppy, getting messy
VIP, nigga, that's my section
And she feeling me, now she acting messy
I ain't text that ho back, but she got the message

(Message)
(Yeah, yeah)
(I ain't text that ho back, but she got the message)
(Clayco on the beat)

done

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