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layover - destroy lonely lyrics

[intro]
(clayco on the beat)
yeah
i’m in this b*tch smoking dope right now
i’m in this b*tch high as f*ck right now, n*gga
bad b*tch asking, “can i stay over?”
non*stop flight, i don’t do the layover

[chorus]
bad b*tch asking, “can i stay over?”
non*stop flight, i don’t do the layover
man, i go in every time like a lay*up
five*star b*tch, ain’t no way i’ma player with her
rick owens drip, b*tch, i’m rocking layers
designer fashion, yes, i keep it player
d*mn, this ho playing
i gotta go, lil’ b*tch, i’ll see you later
ysl jeans and they holdin’ my paper
why do these n*ggas be asking for favors?
and this ho keep calling, i guess that she think a young n*gga gon’ come through and try to go save her
this a big backwood, no, not a paper
this draco is hard, we equipped with a laser

[verse]
i didn’t go to harvard, i went to the trap, b*tch
my bro got an ar*15 on his back, b*tch
i hit these hoes back to back just like backpage
and i’m in the back of the trap smokin’ cat p*ss
early morning, b*tch, i’m breaking the bank
and if you talking racks [?]
i swear this life that i’m livin’ so awesome
i come through, i’m fly, got your b*tch just like, “aw sh*t”
rick owens kicks how i step over dog sh*t
all*black drip coming through like a poltergeist
don’t ask me ’bout sh*t ’cause i swear i don’t know them guys
you can get what you want, lil’ b*tch, just gotta close your eyes
i’m smoking dope in the whip, b*tch, i’m uber high
i just copped some new kicks and i swear that they stupid fire
f*ck 12, this revolution is televised
i’m plugged in, lil’ b*tch, my dripping is digitized
[chorus]
bad b*tch asking, “can i stay over?”
non*stop flight, i don’t do the layover
man, i go in every time like a lay*up
five*star b*tch, ain’t no way i’ma player with her
rick owens drip, b*tch, i’m rocking layers
designer fashion, yes, i keep it player
d*mn, this ho playing
i gotta go, lil’ b*tch, i’ll see you later
ysl jeans and they holdin’ my paper
why do these n*ggas be asking for favors?
and this ho keep calling, i guess that she think a young n*gga gon’ come through and try to go save her
this a big backwood, no, not a paper
this draco is hard, we equipped with a laser

[outro]
b*tch, i’m getting paid, give a f*ck ’bout a hater
and them blue hundreds shocked that lil’ b*tch like a taser
and them blue hundreds shocked that lil’ b*tch like a taser
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
(no stylist)
bad b*tch asking, “can i stay over?”
non*stop flight, i don’t do the layover

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