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related through money - destroy lonely & nezzus lyrics

[intro: destroy lonely]
yeah, oh yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah
oh yeah, yeah

[chorus: destroy lonely]
top floor sh*t
i’m in this b*tch with a top floor b*tch
yeah, we havin’ racks, yeah, a lot of them sh*ts
pull up to the spot and just wait in the lobby, lil’ b*tch
ksubi denims, spend a lot on them sh*ts
b*tch, i’m in la blowin’ racks in saks fifth
yeah, i got a bag and a bad b*tch
these n*ggas scary, k!lling sh*t like assassin’s creed, n*gga
and it’s rick owens all on my jeans, n*gga
yeah, i get money, so no i don’t need b*tches
if i told you what i seen then you wouldn’t believe this sh*t
yeah, this sh*t margiela, no it’s not supreme, b*tch
all my brothers real right and they bleedin’, b*tch
i’m smoking exotic dope ’cause i need it, b*tch
designer closet, n*gga, have you seen this sh*t?
this sh*t exotic, n*gga, you ain’t seen this sh*t

[verse 1: destroy lonely]
see, i switched the city up just like a season, n*gga
brand*new drip, yeah, this sh*t in season, n*gga
i’m being rich, no, i do not need a b*tch
and we gon’ wipe your nose if you sneezin’, n*gga
yeah, smoking dope, i’m breathing different
so many different hoes, i ain’t seen these b*tches
these n*ggas broke as h*ll, they ain’t gettin’ no money
i’m out in california where it’s always sunny
i was just in the hallways bummy
now me and my brothers related through money
now we havin’ hoes like a playboy bunny
and these broke n*ggas can’t take sh*t from me

[verse 2: nezzus]
constantly count these hundreds, yeah
i’ma just get these racks because they can’t stop comin’
me and slime, we love new money
top floor gang, you can’t be bummy
don’t come ’round, you don’t get money
all red fifties ’cause it’s bl**dy
twin dripped down in psycho bunny
young n*ggas always dummy
i was posted on the block like [?]
[?]
i was smokin’ exotic marijuana
get blacked out like obama
this glizzy get hot like a sauna
this b*tch lil’ straight, she could be fine
shrimp on my plate, this ain’t no diner
this sh*t getting perfect with timing
they eat up the drip like it’s salmon
you say it’s designer, you lying
don’t care ’bout the price, i’ma buy it
these n*ggas not juggin’, they trying
dumb n*gga, you run up, you dying
this dripping is changing the climate
this one of one, you cannot find it
your ho, she going in private
yeah, my k!llers is wearing disguises

- destroy lonely nezzus lyrics

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