Destroy Lonely - Bag lyrics
Destroy Lonely [Wardell Sandimanie III] Atlanta, Georgia, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Destroy Lonely - Bag lyrics]
(Run it up, and make a bag, bitch)
(Popstar)
Oh, yeah (Bih)
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah
We see him in last place
That's where we gon' leave him
Run it up and make a bag, bae
That's gon' make 'em evil
I been thinkin' 'bout a bag
Give a fuck about these people
I could never come in last
'cause me and you not equal
Put you in a body bag
If you try to test my people
Tell 'em, come and buy these bags, bitch
I'm sellin' lethal
If I shitted on you, my bad
I ain't even see you
Bitch, I gotta get the cash
I don't care if it's illegal
Yeah, and I need a big bag
I can't even teach you
Yeah, and my lil' bitch bad
Wipe your nose with tissue
My slime, yeah, they big and bad
But they out to get you
They say "Lonely, why you being bad
When you got potential?"
Tell these niggas that I need a bag
I don't even listen
Tell 'em come and get the gas pack
I know that they need it
Come and, come and get the gas pack
I know that you need it
Yeah, this my first day out here
You ain't even know I left
Lil' bitch
I brought it out and told
Twelve to "Keep the rest"
Yeah, I ain't had no license
But I had the pack on deck
So I'm glad that they just took me
And they didn't even check
Make the pack do a backflip, Evel Knievel
Run it up, and made 'em mad at me
Now they actin' evil
We see him in last place
That's where we gon' leave him
Just go and get a bag, bae
I promise I won't leave you
Yeah, bosses take a loss, so I'm doin' okay
I could make a couple thousand
Dollars in a couple days
Know a hit dog gon' holler
And these niggas really snakes
Huh, come through pop my
Collar, see these niggas
They gon' hate
Why you mad that I'm eating? You
Might be put on a plate
When I'm riding 'round the
City, serving, bitch
I'm duckin' jakes
Yeah, lil' bitch, I'm movin' smart
And you know I'm stayin' safe
I might have to stash this gas
I don't wanna catch a case
Yeah, yeah, okay (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
We see him in last place
Wouldn't wanna be him
Run it up and make a bag, bae
That's gon' make 'em evil
Yeah, you in last place
I can't even see you
Bitch, I'm thinkin' 'bout a bag
Give a fuck about these people
Bitch, I'm thinkin' 'bout a bag
Give a fuck about these people
I'ma put you in a bag
If you try to test my people
Yeah, I'm thinkin' 'bout a bag
Give a fuck about these people
I see you in last place
That's where we gon' leave you
(Lame)
You in last place, I would hate to be you
(Popstar)
Oh, yeah (Bih)
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah
We see him in last place
That's where we gon' leave him
Run it up and make a bag, bae
That's gon' make 'em evil
I been thinkin' 'bout a bag
Give a fuck about these people
I could never come in last
'cause me and you not equal
Put you in a body bag
If you try to test my people
Tell 'em, come and buy these bags, bitch
I'm sellin' lethal
If I shitted on you, my bad
I ain't even see you
Bitch, I gotta get the cash
I don't care if it's illegal
Yeah, and I need a big bag
I can't even teach you
Yeah, and my lil' bitch bad
Wipe your nose with tissue
My slime, yeah, they big and bad
But they out to get you
They say "Lonely, why you being bad
When you got potential?"
Tell these niggas that I need a bag
I don't even listen
Tell 'em come and get the gas pack
I know that they need it
Come and, come and get the gas pack
I know that you need it
Yeah, this my first day out here
You ain't even know I left
Lil' bitch
I brought it out and told
Twelve to "Keep the rest"
Yeah, I ain't had no license
But I had the pack on deck
So I'm glad that they just took me
And they didn't even check
Make the pack do a backflip, Evel Knievel
Run it up, and made 'em mad at me
Now they actin' evil
We see him in last place
That's where we gon' leave him
Just go and get a bag, bae
I promise I won't leave you
Yeah, bosses take a loss, so I'm doin' okay
I could make a couple thousand
Dollars in a couple days
Know a hit dog gon' holler
And these niggas really snakes
Huh, come through pop my
Collar, see these niggas
They gon' hate
Why you mad that I'm eating? You
Might be put on a plate
When I'm riding 'round the
City, serving, bitch
I'm duckin' jakes
Yeah, lil' bitch, I'm movin' smart
And you know I'm stayin' safe
I might have to stash this gas
I don't wanna catch a case
Yeah, yeah, okay (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
We see him in last place
Wouldn't wanna be him
Run it up and make a bag, bae
That's gon' make 'em evil
Yeah, you in last place
I can't even see you
Bitch, I'm thinkin' 'bout a bag
Give a fuck about these people
Bitch, I'm thinkin' 'bout a bag
Give a fuck about these people
I'ma put you in a bag
If you try to test my people
Yeah, I'm thinkin' 'bout a bag
Give a fuck about these people
I see you in last place
That's where we gon' leave you
(Lame)
You in last place, I would hate to be you