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Destroy Lonely

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Yeah (Uh, uh, uh, uh)
Yeah (Uh, uh, uh, uh)
Yeah (Uh, uh, uh, uh)

I'm the blond hair don, lil' bitch, I ain't playing
Yeah, I'm the boss, what the fuck is they sayin'?
Nigga wanna play, leave him right where he standing
And this bitch so bad, let her hold my hand
I can't walk in the mall 'cause they know who I am
I don't even like Saks but I need some pants
Bitch, I got racks, what the fuck is you sayin'?
And this bitch call me dad but I'm not her parent

Yeah, I speak all facts, man, I'm so transparent
Man, I'm so transparent
Bitches so transparent
Niggas so transparent, they see-through
I got these fuck niggas scared to make moves
I make real deal plays, not YouTube
Her ass real deal fake, her boobs too
If you get real deal racks, they hate you
Yeah, and I make the music they move to
But my boy on my side might shoot you
I don't try to get fly, it's usual
I don't try to get high, it's usual
Keep it right on my side, won't lose you
When I look right in your eyes, it's truthful
Damn, I really like drugs, they useful
I get high as the motherfucking moon, ooh
Yeah, let's take a trip, man
Yeah, let's go to Paris, France
Said they ready for me, they ain't ready yet
Got the world in my hands and I'm gripping it
I buy so many clothes and don't take pictures
I'm so stuck in my ways, I'm seeing different
It's too easy, I'm fucking these niggas' bitches
I feel like Weezy, it's codeine that I'm sipping
I don't see no competition, I see a difference
I don't do no politicking, don't talk to niggas
I don't do no pocket watching, I'm living different
I don't trust no fucking thotty but love my bitches

I'm the blond hair don, lil' bitch, I ain't playing
Yeah, I'm the boss, what the fuck is they sayin'?
Nigga wanna play, leave him right where he standing
And this bitch so bad, let her hold my hand
I can't walk in the mall 'cause they know who I am
I don't even like Saks but I need some pants
Bitch, I got racks, what the fuck is you sayin'?
And this bitch call me dad but I'm not her parent

(Clayco on the beat)

done

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