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destroy lonely - ain't playin lyrics

[chorus]
huh, these n+ggas got me f+cked up if they think i’m playin’
no i ain’t playin’, no i ain’t playin’ (i ain’t playin’)
i had to f+ck on that lil’ b+tch, just to show her that i ain’t playin’
if she play wit’ me imma cut her off and go and f+ck her friend
check out the jeans that i’m drippin’ they perisian they from france
this codiene that i’m sippin’ baby i don’t pop no xans

[verse]
got my rollie it don’t tik+tok, i don’t tik+tok i don’t dance
i got a big glock n+gga wan’ try and i’ll pop it and then he lose his mans
check out my watch, check out the diamonds drippin’ all on my wrist and hands
shawty i light up the d+mn whole block like christmas but i’m not santa man
my b+tch real, real sweet with a ass, i call her cinnamon
n+gga wanna keep on playin’ we go to his block and spin, and spin again
i’m in the balenci store lil’ baby i’m spendin’, and spendin’, and spendin’ again
the way i drip so many designer clothes you’a think i was european
they way i f+ck so many designer freaks you’a think we all was friends (we all was friends, but we not friends, no we want friends)

[chorus]
these n+ggas got me f+cked up if they think i’m playin’
no i ain’t playin’, no i ain’t playin’ (i ain’t playin’)
i had to f+ck on that lil’ b+tch, just to show her that i ain’t playin’ (b+tch outta here)
if she play wit’ me imma cut her off and go and f+ck her friend (i f+ck on her friend)
check out the jeans that i’m drippin’ they perisian they from france (this from france)
this codiene that i’m sippin’ baby i don’t pop no xans
[bridge]
i don’t pop no xans, i don’t pop no xans, pop no xans

[verse 2]
money make a b+tch do backflips on the d+ck, do a handstand
all my b+tches speak whole different languages can’t understand ’em
i slide in the poltergeist whip this a phantom
i went and got my hair all white, b+tch i’m danny phantom
i live a private life, a private life, don’t like no cameras
i’m lonely baby, yeah the top floor boss from east atlanta
my sticks from south atlanta, my weed from west atlanta
move to north atlanta, my shooters carry hammers
all my b+tches bad, my b+tches dancers (my b+tches dancers)
if these n+ggas askin’ questions, money the answer (the answer)

[chorus]
huh, these n+ggas got me f+cked up if they think i’m playin’
no i ain’t playin’, no i ain’t playin’ (i ain’t playin’)
i had to f+ck on that lil’ b+tch, just to show her that i ain’t playin’ (b+tch outta here)
if she play wit’ me imma cut her off and go and f+ck her friend (i f+ck on her friend)
check out the jeans that i’m drippin’ they perisian they from france (this from france)
this codiene that i’m sippin’ baby i don’t pop no xans

[outro]
i don’t pop no xans, i don’t pop no xans, pop no xans
(underworld)

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