Destroy Lonely - ​damage lyrics

Wardell Sandimanie III

[Destroy Lonely - ​damage lyrics]

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Let's go, let's go)
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah (Let's go, let's go)
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah (Let's go, let's go)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Let's go, let's go)
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah (Let's go, let's go)
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah (Let's go, let's go)
(I just told Richie we rich)

It get different, when you get it
In the spot, with thesе bitches
Sittin' on the counter
Cookin' in thе kitchen
We got hella ammo for whatever mission
Yeah, hella damage, yeah, I did it
Don't know how I managed, all this money
Yeah, I'm from Atlanta, that's my city
Bitch, I be kickin' shit with my niggas
Bitch, I'm that nigga, you ain't know that?
Please, snap a picture, just like Kodak
Yeah, posted up with my homies
Yeah, rollin' dope and get to smokin'

Yeah, I'm not like these niggas
I don't shop in the mall
Yeah, I don't like these bitches
They just wanna go to the mall
See me? I wanna go to Mars
No, I don't like my phone
I don't answer calls
I think I like these hoes
We could take a walk
And If I like that hoe
Then I might just call
Geeked on an airplane, bitch
All this turbulence I think I'm fallin'
I'm in the front seat, bitch
I'ma swerve this shit if they try to follow
I'm with a real freak bitch
When she suck me up
Can't forget to swallow
I'm really doin' big shit
All these niggas really lookin' kinda small
I'll really go and spend this
Shit, I can't cap
I'll never miss a dollar
Yeah, check my Instagram, bitch
How the fuck you think I'm finna follow you?

It get different, when you get it
In the spot, with these bitches
Sittin' on the counter
Cookin' in the kitchen
We got hella ammo for whatever mission
Yeah, hella damage, yeah, I did it
Don't know how I managed, all this money
Yeah, I'm from Atlanta, that's my city
Bitch, I be kickin' shit with my niggas
Bitch, I'm that nigga, you ain't know that?
Please, snap a picture, just like Kodak
Yeah, posted up with my homies
Yeah, rollin' dope and get to smokin'

I switched my swag up, they ain't noticed
Put that ho' on some X
Then we get to rollin'
Yeah, I'm with the Bat Gang
Christopher Nolan
Yeah, when I'm on the move, bitch
Big body motion
When I'm with this big booty bitch
I get focused
And this drank, it reduce my motion
Diamonds, yeah, they wet, bitch
Like the ocean
Diamonds, yeah
They ice cold like it's snowing
Yeah, I'm on this beat, havin' fun wit' it
Yeah, I'm with my slime and
His gun wit' 'em
I won't drop a dime
But you know I'm sinnin'
Like we blowin' noses, bitch
We blowin' figures

It get different, when you get it
In the spot, with these bitches
Sittin' on the counter
Cookin' in the kitchen
We got hella ammo for whatever mission
Yeah, hella damage, yeah, I did it
Don't know how I managed, all this money
Yeah, I'm from Atlanta, that's my city
Bitch, I be kickin' shit with my niggas

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