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Destroy Lonely
Destroy Lonely
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Yxngflair
Yxngflair
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I keep some racks in an Undercover bag And my new bitch She supermodel bad We just hit the E-way Now we going stupid fast I just hopped on the road And came back with some stupid cash I heard he a bitch nigga So we on his ass No, I can't get with you Gotta call you back Yeah, I know they talking shit But we not stunting that Yeah, I know that I'm the shit But I be humble, man Lil' bitch, I'm the president Lonely Obama, man And I think it's evident I'm not a normal man I just hit Rodeo I spent a few thousand I just locked in the stu' For like more than a few hours They bitches, they hating These fuck niggas too sour I'm hot just like Satan I'm shitting on you cowards Before I fuck the bitch Make her take two showers I'm in it, I'm hitting it Yeah, I got horsepower This new whip that I'm whipping this shit It got horsepower This AK gon' come through and kick your lil' door down Yeah, I like designer things I fill my life up with the finer things I know they don't like us But we young, nigga, what that mean? And they say they up but it's not it seems Yeah, I got nines busting out my jeans Different color rocks filling up my fingers Different color broads feeling all on me Different type of lifestyle, living dreams Changing up her lifestyle, she with me I can change your life Baby, come and see Brand new Comme des Garçons Shit from overseas (Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh yeah) I keep some racks in an Undercover bag And my new bitch She supermodel bad We just hit the E-way Now we going stupid fast I just hopped on the road And came back with some stupid cash I heard he a bitch nigga So we on his ass No, I can't get with you Gotta call you back Yeah, I like designer things I fill my life up with the finer things I know they don't like us But we young nigga, what that mean? And they say they up but it's not it seems Yeah, I got nines busting out my jeans Different color rocks filling up my fingers Different color broads feeling all on me
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