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Destroy Lonely

everyday

 

everyday

(album: overseas - 2020)


(I can't cap, bitch, I don't even know your fucking name)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(I don't even know how much I made)
(Your lil' bad bitch, look good in the sun, like lemonade)
(Oh, yeah, yeah)
(Yeah)
(Oh, yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

I just want some icing on my motherfucking cake
I'm having racks, bitch, yeah, I might just blow 'em in your face
I'm smoking thrax, bitch, and it got me floating out in space
I can't cap, bitch, I don't even know how much I made
Your lil' bad bitch, look good in the sun, like lemonade
Live it up, bitch, we be having fun like every day
Yes, I run it up, baby, every single night I get paid

Big F&N, this shit gon' flip your Wraith
I'ma make some new bread, 'cause I had a bad day
If I call up my slime, then he gon' lift your face off
Quick draw aim, nigga, ain't no face-off
Come through, spraying shit up just like Lysol
Yes, I stay by myself, I don't really like y'all
I'm pouring Codeine up, feel like K
I don't stay with a mean mug, that's my face
I can't fuck with these folks, 'cause they really fake
Backwood of Gelato, take it to the face
Get money, the motto, I'm not talking Drake
I think I wanna buy a fully auto drac', dawg
I'm sipping lean, baby, I don't drink, no
And we on the top floor, with the big dawg
Smoking big dog, rest in peace to the big boss
And I know that she loving me, through all my flaws
Yeah, I'm fly but I'm finna fall
Yeah, I'm gone, please don't fucking call me
Might mix the Chrome Hearts, with Miyake
When I'm touching this guap, niggas better stop me
Damn, there go the opps, nigga, grab the Glockie
Damn, there go the cops, put this shit in high speed

I just want some icing on my motherfucking cake
I'm having racks, bitch, yeah, I might just blow 'em in your face
I'm smoking thrax, bitch, and it got me floating out in space
I can't cap, bitch, I don't even know how much I made
Your lil' bad bitch, look good in the sun, like lemonade
Live it up, bitch, we be having fun like every day
Yes, I run it up, baby, every single night I get paid

done

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