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destroy lonely – superstar btch lyrics

[intro]
(indigo)
(okay, embasin)
ice cold, yeah, it’s ice cold in the bity
yeah, yeah, yeah (boss b+tch)
(she don’t wash the dishes)

[chorus]
yeah, i just f+cked a superstar b+tch, she said she missed me
pentagram stars on this sh+t, it’s not givenchy, b+tch it’s ricky!
and this undercover pouch just hold my benji’s
my twin [?], in the spot we geeked up, b+tch we getting litty!
when i’m home, i can’t hit the road unless we got a gl!cky
all these hoes, finna rip my clothes, d+mn they tryna get me (d+mn)
ice cold, b+tch, it’s ice cold in the bity (d+mn)
icy hoes, boss b+tch, she don’t wash the dishes (nah)

[verse 1]
uh, let her count my money up, i let her flex my benji’s (yeah flex that sh+t)
i was down bad, i was f+cked up, my n+gga, tryna get it (uh)
if you down bad, pick yo nuts up, my n+gga and get it (uh)
catch you down bad, b+tch that’s touch luck, now we finna rick it

[chorus]
yeah, i just f+cked a superstar b+tch, she said she missed me
yeah, pentagram stars on this sh+t, it’s not givenchy, b+tch it’s ricky!
and this undercover pouch just hold my benji’s
my twin [?], in the spot we geeked up, b+tch we getting litty! (litty)
when i’m home, i can’t hit the road unless we got a gl!cky
all these hoes, finna rip my clothes, d+mn they tryna get me (d+mn)
ice cold, b+tch, it’s ice cold in the bity (d+mn)
icy hoes, boss b+tch, she don’t wash the dishes (nah)
[verse 2]
nice clothes, b+tch, i done designed all of my linen
top floor, b+tch we went and upgraded our living
these n+ggas not on sh+t, come on, let’s go f+ck they b+tches
we busy getting rich, now we finna f+ck up the city
exotic weed stuck up in my lungs, i’ll breathe the difference
bring the whole p down, now we blazin’ in this b+tch
bring the whole thing down, blow some money in this b+tch
they throwing ass all around, throw some money in this b+tch
b+tch, we young and rich and lit, talking sh+t, and you get hit up
i been on a long ride, geeking, doing big drugs
and my boy whipping, he can swear that sh+t, he swinging pick+ups
b+tch i’m getting digits, i’m just working, dropping off and picking up
all that money, yeah, we get it, bruh you gotta get some
all that time that we just spent down bad, we had to make it up
like i’m sick up in this b+tch, i take that green and throw it up
yeah, i got this pretty b+tch, and i’m bout to dive right in her

[chorus]
yeah, i just f+cked a superstar b+tch, she said she missed me (say she miss me)
yeah, pentagram stars on this sh+t, it’s not givenchy, b+tch it’s ricky!
and this undercover pouch just hold my benji’s
my twin [?], in the spot we geeked up, b+tch we getting litty! (litty)
when i’m home, i can’t hit the road unless we got a gl!cky
all these hoes, finna rip my clothes, d+mn they tryna get me (d+mn)
ice cold, b+tch, it’s ice cold in the bity (d+mn)
icy hoes, boss b+tch, she don’t wash the dishes (nah)
[outro]
(uh, d+mn!)

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