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destroy lonely - do or die lyrics

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[intro]
yeah, yeah
yeah
oh, yeah, yeah
i’m with some+
oh, yeah, yeah
oh, yeah, yeah
oh, yeah, yeah

[chorus]
yes i cook up, just like hibachi
and i got this asian b+tch, she got a body
i’m smokin’ on, gelato, gelati
in the nighttime, she buffy the body
lil b+tch i’m hot, hot, taki
my lil’ pinky finger is iced out like hockey
i ran laps ’round these n+ggas, can’t clap me, can’t stop me
i got so many hoes, in so many lobbies
i got cheese, lil’ baby like pasta
i got blue racks like bentley, this sh+t is so awesome
they can’t rain on my umbrella, i’ll go harder
hit that hoе for the fifth time, like thе carter
then i hit for the sixth time, this the barter
help my man hit a l!ck, then i’ll hit your daughter
i’ll do a suicide mission for dollars
they said it was do or die, then we started
[verse]
but look, here go the problem
yeah i know these n+ggas, they don’t got no dollars
lil’ b+tch i been balling just like iguodala
when she suck me in public, can’t clean up, she swallowed
yeah, d+mn i just spent a whole ten
and the new perks cut, baby please don’t od
i might hit her once, ghost her ‘fore she go sleep
you could fold your bankroll, but can’t fold me (i’m in this b+tch with clayco)
yeah, kick sh+t like karate
yeah, i’m riding, rolling off a roxy
b+tch, quavo, versace versace
i’m out in zone 6, i’m smoking holly
east side b+tch, want me to take her shopping
real real lit, n+gga, paparazzi
yeah b+tch, we lit, but the fires at the party
yeah b+tch, we lit, if you try us we popping

[chorus]
yes i cook up, just like hibachi
and i got this asian b+tch, she got a body
i’m smokin’ on, gelato, gelati
in the nighttime, she buffy the body
lil b+tch i’m hot, hot, taki
my lil’ pinky finger is iced out like hockey
i ran laps ’round these n+ggas, can’t clap me, can’t stop me
i got so many hoes, in so many lobbies
i got cheese, lil’ baby like pasta
i got blue racks like bentley, this sh+t is so awesome
they can’t rain on my umbrella, i’ll go harder
hit that hoe for the fifth time, like the carter
then i hit for the sixth time, this the barter
help my man hit a l!ck, then i’ll hit your daughter
i’ll do a suicide mission for dollars
they said it was do or die, then we started
[outro]
uh
i’m in this b+tch with clayco



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