Destroy Lonely - ​cutie lyrics

Glo on the beat!

Yea got a bad lil bitch she a cutie (cutie)
And i’m still sippin lean, love the juice
(love the juice)
Got a automatic stick and a uzi (uzi)
Yea my niggas brazy and they
Can’t wait to shoot
(shoot)
Yea we had to slime him
Made a nigga so clueless
Blunts fire fye, he might put him on the news
Yea i’m gettin so high think
I touched the moon
Shit gettin so hot it’s lookin like the flume
(yea yea yea)
Can’t tell a lie, I smoke it then it’s true
Always outside yea i’m on the move
Just apart of the game I don’t make the rules
Play with the gang nigga you a fool
We gon’ take yo whole plate
Nigga fuck your food
Please stop like a race all we got is two

See that shit was a dream then it came true
Bitch i’m tryna stack green
Thru the fuckin’ roof
I can't give you a ring bitch you not my boo
I kept seein’ strange things time to move
Gave that lil’ bitch a perc
Now she gettin’ loose
And I know it hurt when I flex on you
Kick that bitch to the curb
Then i pour a deuce
And these lil niggas nerds
Gives’ them boys a boot

Tell that lil boy throw his racks up (racks)
And I might put that lil biddy bih like Alexa
Yes i’m lil’ lonely baby youngest flexer
I fuck that bih leave my cash on the dresser
Smokin’ exotic gas it make my chest hurt
Do I need more racks nigga uh, yes sir
(yea yea)
That bitch was ugly so I had to next her
Said I wouldn’t make it damn
I know dat that hurt

Yea got a bad lil bitch she a cutie
(yea yea yea)
And i’m still sippin lean, love the juice
(yea yea yea)
Got a automatic stick and a uzi (yea yea yea)
Yea my niggas brazy and they
Can’t wait to shoot
(shoot)
Yea we had to slime him
Made a nigga so clueless
Blunts fire fye, he might put him on the news
(pew)
Yea i’m gettin so high think
I touched the moon
Shit gettin so hot it’s lookin like the flume
(yea yea yea)
Can’t tell a lie, I smoke it then it’s true
Always outside yea i’m on the move
Just apart of the game I don’t make the rules
Play with the gang nigga you a fool
We gon’ take yo whole plate
Nigga fuck your food
Please stop like a race all we got is two
Please stop like a race oll we got is tools
(yea yea yea)
(yea yea yea, oh yea)
Yea I got a bad lil bitch she a cutie
And i’m still sippin lean, love the juice
(juice)
Got a automatic stick and a uzi
Yea my niggas brazy and they
Can’t wait to shoot
Yea we had to slime him
Made a nigga so clueless
Blunts fire fye, he might put him on the news
Yea i’m gettin so high think
I touched the moon
Shit gettin so hot it’s lookin like the flume
Can’t tell a lie, I smoke it then it’s true
Always outside yea i’m on the move
(yea yea yea)
Just apart of the game I don’t make the rules
(yea yea yea)
Play with the gang nigga you a fool
We gon’ take yo whole plate
Nigga fuck your food
Please stop like a race all we got is two
(all we got is tools)
Please stop line a race all we got is tools
(yea yea yea)

Yea yea yea, okay!