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oh yeah - destroy lonely lyrics

[intro]
(you think you know me)
(clayco on the beat)
yeah, yeah
i got money, i hopped outta bed
oh yeah (hold up)
yeah (oh yeah)

[chorus]
i got money, i hopped outta bed
d*mn, he tried it, racks on his head
d*mn, we not playing fair
told her to ride me, just like the fair
no runnin’ no hidin’ n*gga, oh well
put that lil dope on the scale
i got a big bankroll, imma throw it in the air
i got a real bad b*tch, oh yeah
racks, they come in the mail
bags, they goin’ for sale

[verse]
yeah, and the sh*t that i rock ysl
yeah, and yo ship is gone sink it won’t sail
i know she gone f*ck me, shе think i can’t tell
she told me hеr n*gga broke, he lame as h*ll
she said if i hit it, then no i can’t tell
she suck me so crazy, she nasty as h*ll
i been rocking off white drip like mayo
my bro servin’ real deal coke, call it yayo
i just bought a zip and it came with a smell
[?]

[second verse]
i got a whole lotta racks, put them sh*ts away
i got a whole lotta drip i rock, [?]
i smoke a whole lotta dope, i’m high and i can’t think
i flooded my fingers with so much water ain’t no [?]
i got a foreign b*tch she himalayan
i don’t know the last time i popped a xan
and just like the new ‘vette i’m moving fast
[?]
and my n*gga got a stick he blow it like that
i count up super quick, and i was skippin’ math
i got a smart b*tch, she got a stupid ass
she got a smart mouth, like n*gga who asked?
[chorus]
i got money, i hopped outta bed
d*mn, he tried it, racks on his head
d*mn, we not playing fair
told her to ride me, just like the fair
no runnin’ no hidin’ n*gga, oh well
put that lil dope on the scale
i got a big bankroll, imma throw it in the air
i got a real bad b*tch, oh yeah
(you think you know me)
(clayco on the beat)

- destroy lonely lyrics

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