Destroy Lonely - lit btchs lyrics
Destroy Lonely [Wardell Sandimanie III] Atlanta, Georgia, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Destroy Lonely - lit btchs lyrics]
(D-D-Damn Leo)
I'm playing this shit out
With perfect precision
I got two P's, passion, persistence
You can love me, baby, from a distance
I can't love you, baby, from a distance
Look at these people
And I can see that I am different
I'ma get money, I make a way, nigga, yeah
See that's the muhfuckin' difference
And these niggas tryna just cop a plea
Don't wanna make a way these niggas bitches
I told these niggas stay far from
Me, they got bad energy, nigga
I feel it
I hit that ho, now that hoe off my schedule
Young rich nigga, I'm living irrеgular
I'm fly like a bird
And my lil' angel heavеn sent
You knowin' a nigga can't
Cap that shit evident
I'm in the back seat, black truck
Move like the President
I go straight for the kill
I don't get an assist
Nigga
Damn, I just fucked your sis, nigga
This is what you get for being a bitch, nigga
Long flight, west coast, we gettin' lit
Nigga
Bullshit, yeah, you know that's
What we with
Nigga
I was down bad, pockets was
Just full of lint
Nigga
I was down bad, ain't have shit for a bitch
Nigga
ATL, ATM, we gettin' rich, nigga
Yeah, bad bitch, she wanna come get hit
Nigga
Yeah, she wanna hang with some lit niggas
Yes, I'm Lonely, only hang with lit bitches
It is what it is, what you see, what you get
Baby
Smoking dope, got some weed on my lip, baby
Tell me what you want, yeah
That's what you gon' get baby
Waitin' on the sun, man
These fuck niggas so shady
I'm in these Margiela kicks
Not just rain drops
I buy that bad lil' bitch
That new Chrome Hearts
I don't do no gimmicks, dawg
I took the long route
Yeah, I'm duckin' 12, gotta
Take the long route
Oh yeah
Now it's designer every time I step out
Oh yeah
I gotta step up, no, I can't stand down
Oh yeah
I got these dumb hoes
Textin' from fake accounts
I hit that ho, now that hoe off my schedule
Young rich nigga, I'm living irregular
I'm fly like a bird
And my lil' angel heaven sent
You knowin' a nigga can't
Cap that shit evident
I'm in the back seat, black truck
Move like the President
I go straight for the kill
I don't get an assist
Nigga
Damn, I just fucked your sis, nigga
This is what you get for being a bitch, nigga
Long flight, west coast, we gettin' lit
Nigga
Bullshit, yeah, you know that's
What we with
Nigga
I was down bad, pockets was
Just full of lint
Nigga
I was down bad, ain't have shit for a bitch
Nigga
ATL, ATM, we gettin' rich, nigga
Yeah, bad bitch, she wanna come get hit
Nigga
Yeah, she wanna hang with some lit niggas
Yes, I'm Lonely, only hang with lit bitches
(Lit bitches, Lonely)
Lit bitches (Lit bitches, Pipe up, ho')
Lit bitches (Lit bitches, Lonely)
Lit bitches (Lit bitches)
Lit bitches (Lit bitches, Yeah)
Lit bitches
(Lit bitches, Yeah, Pipe up, ho')
Lit bitches (Lit bitches)
I only hang with lit bitches
(Lit bitches, Pipe up, ho')
I'm playing this shit out
With perfect precision
I got two P's, passion, persistence
You can love me, baby, from a distance
I can't love you, baby, from a distance
Look at these people
And I can see that I am different
I'ma get money, I make a way, nigga, yeah
See that's the muhfuckin' difference
And these niggas tryna just cop a plea
Don't wanna make a way these niggas bitches
I told these niggas stay far from
Me, they got bad energy, nigga
I feel it
I hit that ho, now that hoe off my schedule
Young rich nigga, I'm living irrеgular
I'm fly like a bird
And my lil' angel heavеn sent
You knowin' a nigga can't
Cap that shit evident
I'm in the back seat, black truck
Move like the President
I go straight for the kill
I don't get an assist
Nigga
Damn, I just fucked your sis, nigga
This is what you get for being a bitch, nigga
Long flight, west coast, we gettin' lit
Nigga
Bullshit, yeah, you know that's
What we with
Nigga
I was down bad, pockets was
Just full of lint
Nigga
I was down bad, ain't have shit for a bitch
Nigga
ATL, ATM, we gettin' rich, nigga
Yeah, bad bitch, she wanna come get hit
Nigga
Yeah, she wanna hang with some lit niggas
Yes, I'm Lonely, only hang with lit bitches
It is what it is, what you see, what you get
Baby
Smoking dope, got some weed on my lip, baby
Tell me what you want, yeah
That's what you gon' get baby
Waitin' on the sun, man
These fuck niggas so shady
I'm in these Margiela kicks
Not just rain drops
I buy that bad lil' bitch
That new Chrome Hearts
I don't do no gimmicks, dawg
I took the long route
Yeah, I'm duckin' 12, gotta
Take the long route
Oh yeah
Now it's designer every time I step out
Oh yeah
I gotta step up, no, I can't stand down
Oh yeah
I got these dumb hoes
Textin' from fake accounts
I hit that ho, now that hoe off my schedule
Young rich nigga, I'm living irregular
I'm fly like a bird
And my lil' angel heaven sent
You knowin' a nigga can't
Cap that shit evident
I'm in the back seat, black truck
Move like the President
I go straight for the kill
I don't get an assist
Nigga
Damn, I just fucked your sis, nigga
This is what you get for being a bitch, nigga
Long flight, west coast, we gettin' lit
Nigga
Bullshit, yeah, you know that's
What we with
Nigga
I was down bad, pockets was
Just full of lint
Nigga
I was down bad, ain't have shit for a bitch
Nigga
ATL, ATM, we gettin' rich, nigga
Yeah, bad bitch, she wanna come get hit
Nigga
Yeah, she wanna hang with some lit niggas
Yes, I'm Lonely, only hang with lit bitches
(Lit bitches, Lonely)
Lit bitches (Lit bitches, Pipe up, ho')
Lit bitches (Lit bitches, Lonely)
Lit bitches (Lit bitches)
Lit bitches (Lit bitches, Yeah)
Lit bitches
(Lit bitches, Yeah, Pipe up, ho')
Lit bitches (Lit bitches)
I only hang with lit bitches
(Lit bitches, Pipe up, ho')