fuck it up - destroy lonely lyrics
[intro]
b*tch, shut up
uh*uh*uh, uh*uh*uh
uh*uh*uh, uh*uh, yeah
uh*uh*uh, uh*uh, yeah (i’m in this b*tch with clayco)
[chorus]
yeah, i get that cash in then f*ck it up
i send that message right back to her
we get the racks in, that’s not enough
i got a strap and that b*tch is so crazy
that motherf*cker look like it’s pack*a*punch
i gotta rap, man, this sh*t get so crazy
i gotta get money so i can eat lunch
yeah, i got a bad b*tch, back that sh*t up
yeah, i gotta go, b*tch, pack my sh*t up
yeah, if he want smoke, tell that n*gga link up
lil’ b*tch, i’m the big bear, i’m not a cub
i put that codeine right in my cup
i turn a good b*tch right to a sl*t
yeah, that f*ck n*gga tried me, now this sh*t up
yeah, i like a silent b*tch, shut up
[bridge]
uh*uh*uh, uh*uh (b*tch, let’s go)
uh*uh*uh, uh*uh
[verse 1]
yeah, i called a vibe in this b*tch and i’m high, now i’m stuck
these n*ggas, they acting like b*tches, i walk by, i won’t dap ’em up
yeah, these b*tches, they acting so different, didn’t like me, now they wanna come suck me up
yeah, i like that real lil’ n*gga, you know that i’m geeked up, kissing the cup
yeah, i got a real bad b*tch, lil’ n*gga, you know that i might go pay for her b*tt
yeah, i’m a real young n*gga, i’m tripping, i can’t stop, gotta go run it up
yeah, i’m a real young n*gga, i’m tripping, not like these n*ggas, they fake as the f*ck
i’m not like these n*ggas, they faking the funk, i’m not like these n*ggas, they don’t give no f*cks
[chorus]
yeah, i get that cash in then f*ck it up
i send that message right back to her
we get the racks in, that’s not enough
i got a strap and that b*tch is so crazy
that motherf*cker look like it’s pack*a*punch
i gotta rap, man, this sh*t get so crazy
i gotta get money so i can eat lunch
yeah, i got a bad b*tch, back that sh*t up
yeah, i gotta go, b*tch, pack my sh*t up
yeah, if he want smoke, tell that n*gga link up
lil’ b*tch, i’m the big bear, i’m not a cub
i put that codeine right in my cup
i turn a good b*tch right to a sl*t
yeah, that f*ck n*gga tried me, now this sh*t up
yeah, i like a silent b*tch, shut up
[verse 2]
my shooter don’t go anywhere with no gun
these n*ggas, they might be the two, not the one
i’m the father, these b*tch little n*ggas my son
i’m so gothic, i might shoot this b*tch up for fun
when i walk through, these b*tches be staring, i’m stunning
and my diamonds, they glaring, got these people stunned
i’m on all ten toes, i can’t switch up for money
i’m on all ten toes, can’t switch up for nothing
yeah, i can’t switch up for nothing
yeah, i made this sh*t from nothing
racks, they just keep on coming
racks, they just keep on coming
bags, i just keep on smoking bags
my lungs start hurting, yeah
they just keep on hating, d*mn
that sh*t not working
[chorus]
yeah, i get that cash in then f*ck it up
i send that message right back to her
we get the racks in, that’s not enough
i got a strap and that b*tch is so crazy
that motherf*cker look like it’s pack*a*punch
i gotta rap, man, this sh*t get so crazy
i gotta get money so i can eat lunch
yeah, i got a bad b*tch, back that sh*t up
yeah, i gotta go, b*tch, pack my sh*t up
yeah, if he want smoke, tell that n*gga link up
lil’ b*tch, i’m the big bear, i’m not a cub
i put that codeine right in my cup
i turn a good b*tch right to a sl*t
yeah, that f*ck n*gga tried me, now this sh*t up
yeah, i like a silent b*tch, shut up
[outro]
uh*uh*uh, uh*uh
uh*uh*uh, uh*uh
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