mochiatto - destroy lonely lyrics
[intro]
clayco on the beat
yeah, yeah, oh yeah
(you smoking mid)
[chorus]
yeah, you smoking mid, b*tch, i smoke gelato
i’m touching green like christmas trees in autumn
got this caramel b*tch, look like mochiatto
twenty*fours on the whip, forgiato bloccos
yeah, i’m dripping red blood ’cause r.i.p. capo
and my money sit high like a b*tch in stilettos
yes, i stack up the bread like i’m playing with legos
benji with me, yeah, he go where i go
keep my twin with me so you know where i go
and i bet i could count up with my f*cking eyes closed
okay, bet, i’m sad, b*tch, so i’m buying clothes
i just let ’em flock, n*gga, i’m not buying hoes
karate chop a b*tch quick with a blindfold
karate chop a brick, n*gga, then get it gone
i don’t make wishes, n*gga, i just make it happen
b*tch, i’m lonely, baby, fly just like pterodactyls
why all these rap n*ggas so d*mn good at acting?
they don’t call me the goat ’cause i’m f*cking good at rapping
it’s ’cause i keep it real, n*gga, i’m not good at capping
and this rick owens drip looking just like black magic
see, i’m in the back, n*gga, smoking weed
we walk in the store and i’m f*ckin’ cashing
[verse]
and i might walk outside just to feel the breeze
d*mn, i’m still smoking dope, n*gga, it’s a habit
no, i don’t want this money, sh*t, i need it
tryna stay afloat while my ship crashing
this lil’ b*tch drive the boat, d*mn, she so ratchet
swear this sh*t like coke, love expensive fashion
back to rolling dope, d*mn, i hate i need it
big bankroll, b*tch, you know i have it
dream of vvss wet just like some ice cream
i can’t cap, i want real sh*t, not a lot of things
yeah, we got a lot of money like the lottery
you forever go back broke, blame it all on me
and sometimes i can’t feel sh*t, d*mn, what’s wrong with me?
and sometimes on this mission, it gets lonely
d*mn, i just blew some bands on some designer things
d*mn, i just waste some more on these designer jeans
oh yeah
[chorus]
yeah, you smoking mid, b*tch, i smoke gelato
i’m touching green like christmas trees in autumn
got this caramel b*tch, look like mochiatto
twenty*fours on the whip, forgiato bloccos
yeah, i’m dripping red blood ’cause r.i.p. capo
and my money sit high like a b*tch in stilettos
yes, i stack up the bread like i’m playing with legos
benji with me, yeah, he go where i go
keep my twin with me so you know where i go
and i bet i could count up with my f*cking eyes closed
okay, bet, i’m sad, b*tch, so i’m buying clothes
i just let ’em flock, n*gga, i’m not buying hoes
karate chop a b*tch quick with a blindfold
karate chop a brick, n*gga, then get it gone
i don’t make wishes, n*gga, i just make it happen
b*tch, i’m lonely, baby, fly just like pterodactyls
why all these rap n*ggas so d*mn good at acting?
they don’t call me the goat ’cause i’m f*cking good at rapping
it’s ’cause i keep it real, n*gga, i’m not good at capping
and this rick owens drip looking just like black magic
see, i’m in the back, n*gga, smoking weed
we walk in the store and i’m f*ckin’ cashing
[outro]
(i smoke gelato)
(caramel b*tch, mochiatto)
(and i’m on a mission, n*gga, make it happen)
(walk in the store and i’m f*ckin’ cashing)
(forgiato bloccos)
(i keep it real, i’m not good at capping)
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
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