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euros - destroy lonely lyrics

[intro]
(thanks, 4me)
yeah
yeah, (yeah, yeah)
yeah, (yeah, yeah)
yeah, (yeah, yeah)
yeah, oh
yeah, yeah, yeah

[chorus]
let’s take a tour
i’m thinkin’ bout j*pan and europe
i want money, i made that b*tch euros
on the road i might trap out a [?]
if she far then i gotta fly to her
if i’m far then she gotta fly to me
if she cold, might give her my hoodie
gotta put my mask on these n*ggas lookin’
i’m not goin’ out bad n*gga stand out hookin’
yeah (yeah), checks, i get to ’em
tryna’ see my face you gotta book me
these n*ggas real life move just like p*ssy
yes, i move with real precise execution
my diamonds, real deal ice like a slushy
my boy, he real deal blood but got cousins
he not sippin’ real deal drop that’s some tussin’
i’ma hit her with 1, 2, no i’m not cuffin’
[verse]
lil b*tch, i’m stuck on the road
just like i’m on f*ckin’ tour
these n*ggas breakin’ the code
just wait until we catch up to em’
i’m silent, no, i’m never tellin’ a soul
and no, i’m not sellin’ mine either
i been like this, n*gga, you can ask my teachers
and we blowing money like it grow on trees, bruh
smokin’ exotic weed, grandma call it reefer
i watched n*ggas i don’t need change like the seasons
i’m getting real deal cheese, little ceasars
you stuck on hard mode this sh*t is easy
b*tch i’m on god mode, movin’ these people
in a whole ‘nother time zone breakin’ some speakers
he be on rat mode, he is a squeaker
i got these racks and i blow ’em like speakers

[chorus]
let’s take a tour
i’m thinkin’ bout j*pan and europe
i want money i made that b*tch euros
on the road i might trap out a [?]
if she far then i gotta fly to her
if i’m far then she gotta fly to me
if she cold, might give her my hoodie
gotta put my mask on these n*ggas lookin’
i’m not goin’ out bad n*gga stand out hookin’
yeah (yeah), checks, i get to ’em
tryna’ see my face you gotta book me
these n*ggas real life move just like p*ssy
yes, i move with real precise execution
my diamonds, real deal ice like a slushy
my boy, he real deal blood but got cousins
he not sippin’ real deal drop that’s some tussin’
i’ma hit her with 1, 2, no i’m not cuffin’
[outro]
yeah
let’s take a tour
i want money i made that b*tch euros

- destroy lonely lyrics

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