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destroy lonely – crash out lyrics

[intro]
(boy)
(i just told richie we rich)
yeah, uh, uh+uh
yeah, uh, uh+uh
yeah, uh, uh+uh
yeah, uh, uh+uh

[chorus]
oh, you heard i f+cked that b+tch? i’m like, “who told you that?”
yeah, night time, super fly, lil’ b+tch, i’m just like a lil’ bat
yeah, i put chrome hearts all on that b+tch and then won’t call her back
yeah, i just get the sack, yeah, f+ck the quarterback
yeah, i just spent the bag, yeah, i don’t miss that bag
yeah, i just f+cked that b+tch, d+mn, think i miss her bad
yeah, i’m rockin’ boots and sh+t, yeah, i might just stomp yo’ ass out
they hold my money up, f+ck it, i might f+ckin’ crash out
[verse 1]
can’t hold my cheese up, b+tch, got my money fallin’ out
i’m in the city, come and throw with me, lil’ b+tch, we ballin’ out
i’m on the south, beat by richie souf
yeah, i’m with your ho’, yeah, d+ck all in her mouth
yeah, rockin’ ricky o’, yeah, b+tch, i got no stylist
yeah, b+tch, i’m too turnt up, yeah, b+tch, i’m really wildin’
yeah, i’m the top floor boss, lil’ b+tch, i run off money and power
yeah, thinkin’ ’bout coppin’ a demon, yeah, 200 miles per hour

[verse 2]
they hold my money up, f+ck it, i might f+ckin’ crash out
that lil’ b+tch wanna come and f+ck me, told her, “pull up, ass out”
i’m too geeked up, yeah, f+ck it, pop a perc and pass out
i’m too geeked up, yeah, f+ck it, i think i might pass out
whip that big truck just like, “f+ck it” but please don’t crash, dawg
whip that lil’ sh+t just like, “f+ck it”, i might just crash, dawg
for that lil’ b+tch that i’m f+ckin’, i might just cash out
yeah, i’m gettin’ bands, so f+ck it, let’s go and cash out
like i’m servin’ crack, yeah, these n+ggas fiendin’ for me
like i’m servin’ crack, yeah, your b+tch be fiendin’ for me
yeah, i always ask, “why you actin’ mean towards me?”
yeah, all that cash on me, n+gga, it influence me
[chorus]
oh, you heard i f+cked that b+tch? i’m like, “who told you that?”
yeah, night time, super fly, lil’ b+tch, i’m just like a lil’ bat
yeah, i put chrome hearts all on that b+tch and then won’t call her back
yeah, i just get the sack, yeah, f+ck the quarterback
yeah, i just spent the bag, yeah, i don’t miss that bag
yeah, i just f+cked that b+tch, d+mn, think i miss her bad
yeah, i’m rockin’ boots and sh+t, yeah, i might just stomp yo’ ass out
they hold my money up, f+ck it, i might f+ckin’ crash out

[outro]
b+tch, let’s go (boy)

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