Destroy Lonely - High AF lyrics
Destroy Lonely [Wardell Sandimanie III] Atlanta, Georgia, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Destroy Lonely - High AF lyrics]
Yeah
I woke up this morning
Last night, nigga, I was just high as fuck
It was just me and my muhfuckin' brudda
It was two bitches, and they bad as fuck
I took your ho 'cause
I'm smooth like butter
And now I'm goin' up and you mad as fuck
Lil' bitch, I'm growin' up
Can't be mad over nun'
And I think like a old head, but I am young
And I move like a OG, nigga, wassup
And I hang with them OG's, nigga, wassup
I'm not rockin' no OG's
These Saint Laurent
I'm not fuckin' my old hoes, nigga
You dumb
You can go have my old hoes, nigga, have fun
I showed my bro a new bitch, told him
"Go have fun"
We used to not have nothing
We used to walk to park
We ain't have no money
Now I call a Uber for sum, I
Call a Uber for your bitch
And she get to fuckin'
Oops, I mean that she get to
Suckin', she suck me up
'till that bitch just start cumming
Shе gon' do it again
I guess I just made that lil' stupid ho mad
Now she on thе Gram playin' Lonely again
I call that shit "the Lil' Lonely Effect"
And my nigga, real right, bangin' they set
And my nigga, real right, you can get checked
And I'm the young nigga
That's chasin' the check
I'm not chasin' no bitch, yeah
I'm on to the next
I'm sorry, Lonely, yeah, I'm
Trying my best
But I'ma be drinkin' 'till
I'm put to rest
Premium dope, put that shit in my chest
Premium bitch, put my dick in her neck
Nigga, I'm dripped out just like a jetski
And I stay on ten toes, nigga
You can't test me
Test me (Yeah)
Nigga, you can't test me (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Test me (Yeah)
Nigga, you can't test me (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I got answers for all of their questions
Yes, I punch on these tracks
I'm the young nigga
I'm the one Dark Lord
Guess they didn't get the message
And this bitch keep callin', but no
I'm not answering
I'm in the back of the spot
Gettin' high as fuck, lil' bitch
Ain't no way that I'm answering
And I'm in this bitch and I'm high
But I'm occupied, so lil' bitch
You're just gon' have to text me
And I'm in this bitch and
I'm fly, yeah, real-real fly
Ain't no way that these niggas can catch me
I had to cut off some weight
Don't got time for no extra
And that's a bad bitch
Still don't got time to text her
I woke up this morning
Last night, nigga, I was just high as fuck
It was just me and my muhfuckin' brudda
It was two bitches, and they bad as fuck
I took your ho 'cause
I'm smooth like butter
And now I'm goin' up and you mad as fuck
Lil' bitch, I'm growin' up
Can't be mad over nun'
And I think like a old head, but I am young
And I move like a OG, nigga, wassup
And I hang with them OG's, nigga, wassup
I'm not rockin' no OG's
These Saint Laurent
I'm not fuckin' my old hoes, nigga
You dumb
You can go have my old hoes, nigga, have fun
I showed my bro a new bitch, told him
"Go have fun"
We used to not have nothing
We used to walk to park
We ain't have no money
I woke up this morning
Last night, nigga, I was just high as fuck
It was just me and my muhfuckin' brudda
It was two bitches, and they bad as fuck
I took your ho 'cause
I'm smooth like butter
And now I'm goin' up and you mad as fuck
Lil' bitch, I'm growin' up
Can't be mad over nun'
And I think like a old head, but I am young
And I move like a OG, nigga, wassup
And I hang with them OG's, nigga, wassup
I'm not rockin' no OG's
These Saint Laurent
I'm not fuckin' my old hoes, nigga
You dumb
You can go have my old hoes, nigga, have fun
I showed my bro a new bitch, told him
"Go have fun"
We used to not have nothing
We used to walk to park
We ain't have no money
Now I call a Uber for sum, I
Call a Uber for your bitch
And she get to fuckin'
Oops, I mean that she get to
Suckin', she suck me up
'till that bitch just start cumming
Shе gon' do it again
I guess I just made that lil' stupid ho mad
Now she on thе Gram playin' Lonely again
I call that shit "the Lil' Lonely Effect"
And my nigga, real right, bangin' they set
And my nigga, real right, you can get checked
And I'm the young nigga
That's chasin' the check
I'm not chasin' no bitch, yeah
I'm on to the next
I'm sorry, Lonely, yeah, I'm
Trying my best
But I'ma be drinkin' 'till
I'm put to rest
Premium dope, put that shit in my chest
Premium bitch, put my dick in her neck
Nigga, I'm dripped out just like a jetski
And I stay on ten toes, nigga
You can't test me
Test me (Yeah)
Nigga, you can't test me (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Test me (Yeah)
Nigga, you can't test me (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I got answers for all of their questions
Yes, I punch on these tracks
I'm the young nigga
I'm the one Dark Lord
Guess they didn't get the message
And this bitch keep callin', but no
I'm not answering
I'm in the back of the spot
Gettin' high as fuck, lil' bitch
Ain't no way that I'm answering
And I'm in this bitch and I'm high
But I'm occupied, so lil' bitch
You're just gon' have to text me
And I'm in this bitch and
I'm fly, yeah, real-real fly
Ain't no way that these niggas can catch me
I had to cut off some weight
Don't got time for no extra
And that's a bad bitch
Still don't got time to text her
I woke up this morning
Last night, nigga, I was just high as fuck
It was just me and my muhfuckin' brudda
It was two bitches, and they bad as fuck
I took your ho 'cause
I'm smooth like butter
And now I'm goin' up and you mad as fuck
Lil' bitch, I'm growin' up
Can't be mad over nun'
And I think like a old head, but I am young
And I move like a OG, nigga, wassup
And I hang with them OG's, nigga, wassup
I'm not rockin' no OG's
These Saint Laurent
I'm not fuckin' my old hoes, nigga
You dumb
You can go have my old hoes, nigga, have fun
I showed my bro a new bitch, told him
"Go have fun"
We used to not have nothing
We used to walk to park
We ain't have no money