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end of me - destroy lonely lyrics

[intro]
(t*t*t*thanks for me)
([?])
oh yeah*yeah (oh yeah)

[chorus]
told these n*ggas, “don’t you hit my phone, and don’t you talk to me”
make my momma proud of me, and my grandma proud of me
and i’m blowin’ through these bands, like i just hit lottery
i told all these little b*tches that they can’t get sh*t from me
and all these n*ggas act like b*tches, yeah they tryna get to me
slime got .30’s in extensions, light ’em up like christmas tree
take a bad b*tch and dress her up, i call it trick or treat
i’m a real slime baby, i get everything for free
baby, you still gon’ have to pay me, ’cause i do not work for free
yes, i’m all about that paper, but you know i’m never green
i need ice blue, vapor*match to match the rice on me
we get ice blue paper, baby, join the winning team
stack it through the roof, then go missing, ain’t gon’ say a thing
crazy but it’s true, lovers be yo’ closest enemies
stayin’ true, that’s the only thing i do ’til the end of me

[verse 1]
don’t know what to do, i just keep on shinin’
like a brand new rollie, ooh, i got perfect timin’, yeah
they let the slime in, yeah
and he snuck that 9 in, two seat reclinin’, and i caught a vibe woah*ooh
got 9 lives just like a kitten
never fold, no, i’m not switchin’
pour that lean up by the [pitcher?]
thought that was yo’ b*tch takin’ pictures
we touch money, that’s the difference
man, i’m nothin’ like you n*ggas
i was down bad, tryna go and get it, you was down bad beggin’ and just b*tchin’
i felt mad, but i love the digits
you want gas? n*gga, come and get it
tell my shooter, “n*gga, go and get ’em”
bey*blade chop, yeah, we gonna rip ’em
f*cked yo’ b*tch, now i gotta [?]
geeked up, b*tch, weed and lean
in the fast lane, i don’t need a beam
in last place, we gon’ leave ’em lean
[bridge]
yeah*yeah*yeah (yeah*yeah*yeah)
yeah*yeah*yeah (yeah*yeah*yeah)
oh yeah, and i’m still missin’ codeine
[?], i’m still missin’ lean, please free me

[verse 2]
i drop easy, yeah, it’s easy
hotbox and reefer, please don’t leave me, no
[?], ’cause we need it, yo’, yeah
went to [?] atlanta, it be freezin’, cold
and i know i said, “don’t leave me,” but please leave me alone
and i cannot stick around, i get my guap, then i’m gone
just believin’ me wrong, believin’ me wrong
put that moon on my phone, you can’t reach me, i’m gone
(i’m gone, you can’t reach me, i’m gone)

[chorus]
told these n*ggas, “don’t you hit my phone, and don’t you talk to me”
make my momma proud of me, and my grandma proud of me
and i’m blowin’ through these bands, like i just hit lottery
i told all these little b*tches that they can’t get sh*t from me
and all these n*ggas act like b*tches, yeah they tryna get to me
slime got .30’s in his extension, light ’em up like christmas tree
take a bad b*tch and dress her up, i call it trick or treat
i’m a real slime baby, i get everything for free
baby, you still gon’ have to pay me, ’cause i do not work for free
yes, i’m all about that paper, but you know i’m never green
i need ice blue, vapor*match to match the rice on me
we get ice blue paper, baby, join the winning team
stack it through the roof, then go missing, ain’t gon’ say a thing
crazy but it’s true, lovers be yo’ closest enemies
stayin’ true, that’s the only thing i do ’til the end of me
[outro]
(stayin’ true, that’s the only thing i do ’til the end of me)
(ice blue)

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