Destroy Lonely - Fall Over lyrics

Wardell Sandimanie III

[Destroy Lonely - Fall Over lyrics]

(Yeah! Yeah, Bitch, I'm gone)
Yeah, yeah
(Hit that bitch and I'm gone
I got all this cash)
(Yeah! Yeah, And I'm finna go get some more)
Yeah, yeah (I'm smokin' dope)
Yeah, yeah

Yeah, woah
Hit that bitch and I'm gone
Yeah, she was real, real bad
And she suck me up 'cause she
Said she like my songs
Yeah, and I got a real deal man, 'cause
They thought I'd be down bad but bitch
I'm on
And I count real deal cash, lil' bitch
Exotic weed my cologne
Yeah, when I land, I book that
Spot, and tell that lil' freak
"Comе over"
No, that's not my mans, what he just made
I wеnt and spend that on clothes
I get real deal geeked
I sip that purple drank until I fall over
Yeah, she fuck with me, and we
Don't text, I just pull up
She bend over

Yeah
And I think I'm done with Dover
Bitch, I'm in LA, I'm gettin' fly
I'm lookin' for brand new stores
Bitch, I'm in LA, I'm way too high
I'm lookin' for brand new hoes
Yeah, bitch, I got these racks
They all the way in
I'm finna get some mo'
Yeah, bitch, I'm way, way up
On the top floor, yeah
And I'm just smokin' dope
And these fuck niggas always hate on me
But they don't know me though
Yes, I got a black and white bitch, yeah
I'm finna make an Oreo
And I just put a thick
Bitch inside this Rick
It showed her cameltoe
Yeah, so catch this flick, yeah
Finna get a cameo
Yeah, niggas can't see this, damn
It's like I'm in camo mode
Damn, I just took his bitch, yeah
And she said she don't wanna go home
Damn, I don't want this bitch no more, damn
I just passed that ho' to my bro

Yeah, woah
Hit that bitch and I'm gone
Yeah, she was real, real bad
And she suck me up 'cause she
Said she like my songs
Yeah, and I got a real deal man, 'cause
They thought I'd be down bad but bitch
I'm on
And I count real deal cash, lil' bitch
Exotic weed my cologne
Yeah, when I land, I book that
Spot, and tell that lil' freak
"Come over"
No, that's not my mans, what he just made
I went and spend that on clothes
I get real deal geeked
I sip that purple drank until I fall over
Yeah, she fuck with me, and we
Don't text, I just pull up
She bend over
(Bitch, bend over)
Yeah, woah
Hit that bitch and I'm gone
(Bitch, I'm gone)
Yeah, she was real, real bad
And she suck me up 'cause she
Said she like my songs
(Yeah, she like my song)
Yeah, and I got a real deal man, 'cause
They thought I'd be down bad but bitch
I'm on
(Bitch, I'm on)
And I count real deal cash, lil' bitch
Exotic weed my cologne
(Yeah, my cologne)
Yeah, when I land, I book that
Spot, and tell that lil' freak
"Come over"
(Yeah, bitch, come over)
No, that's not my mans, what he just made
I went and spend that on clothes
(Yeah, I spent that on clothes)
I get real deal geeked
I sip that purple drank until I fall over
Yeah, she fuck with me, and we
Don't text, I just pull up
She bend over

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