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dis shit different - destroy lonely lyrics

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[intro: destroy lonely]
i bought d&g for my finest b*tches
(clayco on the beat)
yeah, lonely (you don’t understand me, i’m just vibin’, listen)
yeah, lonely (i’m rockin’ alyx with the y)
yeah

[verse 1: destroy lonely]
i just hit the spot and all the b*tches walkin’ in
and i really rock the ricky, ’cause the pockets kinda big
yeah my brother brought the glocky, yeah the big .45
see, i can lose a b*tch and go and cop another b*tch (yeah, cop another b*tch)
dis sh*t different
when i’m with the b*tch i tell her, “please don’t take no pictures”
[?]

[chorus: destroy lonely]
[?]
n*gga, five*star b*tch, got my mind on a mission
rockin’ undercover jeans, you can’t find me, i’m missing
you don’t understand me, i’m just vibin’, listen
see, i bought d&g for my finest b*tches
i’m so fly in this b*tch, think i might need a picture
and godd*mn i’m so high, i just hope i don’t miss her
mix alyx with the y, lil’ b*tch, this not evisu
[?]
and see, i’m gettin’ guap, there’s no way that i need you
and no i’m not fearin’ no n*gga cause i know they bleed too
[verse 2: destroy lonely]
my margiela smelling like weed
see this christian dior, we not rockin’ supreme
i just hit that hoe in the trap to my gang music
[?]
atl, get money gang
[?]
put the stock on the stick, ’cause i don’t got no aim
havin’ ysl drip, no this not helmut lang
[?]
i had your b*tch on my d*ck, she ain’t know better
i’m in this b*tch cookin’ up just like cake batter
and ain’t no way i can get lit to a broke b*tch
[?]
i brought that hoe to the spot just to throw
i can’t run out of guap, b*tch, i been havin’
see, i just run it up, don’t do no dissin’ (no dissin’)

[chorus: destroy lonely & mahdi]
[?]
n*gga, five*star b*tch, got my mind on a mission (yeah)
rockin’ undercover jeans, you can’t find me, i’m missing (yeah)
you don’t understand me, i’m just vibin’, listen (yeah, yeah, yeah)

[verse 3: mahdi]
ain’t goin’ home, so no, i can’t stop
f*ck on the b*tch, ’cause i know she a thot
she wanna f*ck us, she see us at the top
we in a penthouse, we smokin’ on short
pull up in foreign, don’t put it in park
you better validate sh*t
if a n*gga talkin’ like he really want some smoke
put the [?] on this sh*t
put a baddie on a plane, i guess, i just shipped the b*tch
you got a chip on your shoulder, let’s hit
you got a choppa, let’s let that sh*t [?]
i got a .30, that b*tch is a twin
all of this money, i blow it to spin
all of these b*tches don’t know how to [?]
all this designer, i feel that i’m lit, yeah
(clayco on the beat)
[chorus: destroy lonely]
[?]
n*gga, five*star b*tch, got my mind on a mission
rockin’ undercover jeans, you can’t find me, i’m missing
you don’t understand me, i’m just vibin’, listen
see, i bought d&g for my finest b*tches
i’m so fly in this b*tch, think i might need a picture
and godd*mn, i’m so high, i just hope i don’t miss her
mix alyx with the y, lil’ b*tch, this not evisu
[?]
and see, i’m gettin’ guap, there’s no way that i need you
and no i’m not fearin’ no n*gga cause i know they bleed too (i know they bleed too)

[outro: destroy lonely]
and no i’m not fearin’ no n*gga cause i know they bleed too
mix alyx with the y, lil’ b*tch, no, i’m not rockin’ evisu
yeah, yeah, yeah

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