Destroy Lonely - 20YRS OLD lyrics
Destroy Lonely [Wardell Sandimanie III] Atlanta, Georgia, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Destroy Lonely - 20YRS OLD lyrics]
Yup
Got no time for hoes, bitch
I'm getting my money up
Cash up, bitch, I'm getting my money up
Yeah, we in here, we geeked
We on a whole lotta drugs
Yeah, I been outside, bitch
I love all my thugs
Yeah, my boy, he love his fire
He in love with his gun
(Yup)
Ever since I was like five, bitch
I knew I'd be the one
Yeah, I'm twenty years old, bitch, no
I'm not twenty-one
(I'm not twenty one)
I could fuck a stripper ho
But I can't go in the club
(Yup)
I get 15K a show, bitch
I'm getting my monеy up
I ain't got no time for hoes, bitch
I'm getting my monеy up
I fuck hella hoes, nigga
I don't give no fucks
(Don't give no fucks)
This ho tryna smash
I'm just tryna roll up Runtz
(Yup)
Damn, my hands keep lockin' up 'cause
I roll up hella blunts
(Yup)
Damn, my hands keep lockin' up 'cause
I count up hella funds
(Yup)
Damn, I don't know what I would do
If I couldn't make no money
Damn, I done seen what niggas do
When they can't get no money
(Bum)
I done seen what bitches do when
They know you got money
(Bum)
I done seen the gang switch up
And act like it was nun'
(What the fuck?)
Bitch I'm stunned
How the fuck these niggas ain't on nun'?
(Damn)
Riding 'round in Raris, Lambos, and
Them big black trucks
Man
Damn, I'm too fucked up, man
(Yup) , feel it in my gut, man (Woah)
I took my ho to the doctor
To lift up her butt
Man
(Shit)
I get fresh and fly, lil' bitch
This shit ain't nothin'
(Shit ain't nothin')
Yeah, I'm cool and quiet
But please don't press my buttons
(Don't press my buttons)
Damn, it's 12 outside, they
Ask you something
You ain't see nothing
(You ain't see shit, bruh)
Yeah, suicide if you try my guys
We get to bussin'
(Let's go)
Yeah, we in here, we geeked
We on a whole lotta drugs
(Yup)
Yeah, I been outside, bitch
I love all my thugs
(Yup)
Yeah, my boy, he love his fire
He in love with his gun
(Yup)
Ever since I was like five, bitch
I knew I'd be the one
(Yup)
Yeah, I'm twenty years old, bitch, no
I'm not twenty-one
(Yeah)
I could fuck a stripper ho
But I can't go in the club
(Yeah)
I get 15K a show, bitch
I'm getting my money up
(Yup)
I ain't got no time for hoes, bitch
I'm getting my money up
(Yup)
Bitch, I'm getting my money up
Bitch, I'm getting my money up
(I could fuck a stripper ho
But I can't go in the club)
Bitch, I'm getting my money up
Bitch, I'm getting my money up
Got no time for hoes, bitch
I'm getting my money up
Cash up, bitch, I'm getting my money up
Yeah, we in here, we geeked
We on a whole lotta drugs
Yeah, I been outside, bitch
I love all my thugs
Yeah, my boy, he love his fire
He in love with his gun
(Yup)
Ever since I was like five, bitch
I knew I'd be the one
Yeah, I'm twenty years old, bitch, no
I'm not twenty-one
(I'm not twenty one)
I could fuck a stripper ho
But I can't go in the club
(Yup)
I get 15K a show, bitch
I'm getting my monеy up
I ain't got no time for hoes, bitch
I'm getting my monеy up
I fuck hella hoes, nigga
I don't give no fucks
(Don't give no fucks)
This ho tryna smash
I'm just tryna roll up Runtz
(Yup)
Damn, my hands keep lockin' up 'cause
I roll up hella blunts
(Yup)
Damn, my hands keep lockin' up 'cause
I count up hella funds
(Yup)
Damn, I don't know what I would do
If I couldn't make no money
Damn, I done seen what niggas do
When they can't get no money
(Bum)
I done seen what bitches do when
They know you got money
(Bum)
I done seen the gang switch up
And act like it was nun'
(What the fuck?)
Bitch I'm stunned
How the fuck these niggas ain't on nun'?
(Damn)
Riding 'round in Raris, Lambos, and
Them big black trucks
Man
Damn, I'm too fucked up, man
(Yup) , feel it in my gut, man (Woah)
I took my ho to the doctor
To lift up her butt
Man
(Shit)
I get fresh and fly, lil' bitch
This shit ain't nothin'
(Shit ain't nothin')
Yeah, I'm cool and quiet
But please don't press my buttons
(Don't press my buttons)
Damn, it's 12 outside, they
Ask you something
You ain't see nothing
(You ain't see shit, bruh)
Yeah, suicide if you try my guys
We get to bussin'
(Let's go)
Yeah, we in here, we geeked
We on a whole lotta drugs
(Yup)
Yeah, I been outside, bitch
I love all my thugs
(Yup)
Yeah, my boy, he love his fire
He in love with his gun
(Yup)
Ever since I was like five, bitch
I knew I'd be the one
(Yup)
Yeah, I'm twenty years old, bitch, no
I'm not twenty-one
(Yeah)
I could fuck a stripper ho
But I can't go in the club
(Yeah)
I get 15K a show, bitch
I'm getting my money up
(Yup)
I ain't got no time for hoes, bitch
I'm getting my money up
(Yup)
Bitch, I'm getting my money up
Bitch, I'm getting my money up
(I could fuck a stripper ho
But I can't go in the club)
Bitch, I'm getting my money up
Bitch, I'm getting my money up