Destroy Lonely - MKEITSTOP lyrics
Destroy Lonely [Wardell Sandimanie III] Atlanta, Georgia, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Destroy Lonely - MKEITSTOP lyrics]
Uh, huh
Uh, huh
That chopstick gon' chop you up, uh (Uh)
I'm rockin' the Balenci' jacket
It's cropped
(Yeah)
Lil' shawty gon' come eat me up, huh (Yeah)
She tryna come give me the sloppiest top
(Yeah)
All I wanted was to get money, huh (Yeah)
I had to keep going, know I didn't stop
(Yeah)
Huh, a real big dog, shawty
Then I made my way all the way to the top
(Yeah, uh, yeah)
And I'm getting so much money
These niggas hatin', yeah
They tryna make this shit stop
(Yeah, uh, yeah)
I just think it's so damn funny
How these niggas hate, yeah
They wanna scoop out thе pot
(Yeah, uh uh)
My shooter, he rockin' еlekes
He got a Glock and he might
Put your name in the pot
(Yeah, uh uh)
Uh, uh, yeah, I'm doin' this shit
I'm livin' this shit for real
(Yeah)
Uh, uh, a nigga wan' talk some shit
I swear that his blood get spilled
(Yeah)
Uh, uh, lil' baby, I'm born to win
You know I'm the king of the hill
(Yeah)
Uh, uh, These niggas so boring, man
I wonder if they is for real
(Yeah)
Uh, I know these niggas, they not for real
(Uh)
Lil' shawty, she know I get guap for real
Uh
(Uh, uh)
I gotta cop a new steel, my big bro
He still serving rocks for real
(Uh, uh uh)
Uh, damn, I went off, can't re-up (Uh)
Got this shit lit, finna pop a seal (Uh, uh)
I bought my bitch a new Givenchy heel (Uh)
But if I see 12, know I still gotta peel
(Uh, uh)
Uh, yeah (Yeah)
Uh huh
That chopstick gon' chop you up, uh (Yeah)
Uh, I'm rockin' the Balenci' jacket
It's cropped
(Yeah)
Lil' shawty gon' come eat me up, huh (Yeah)
She tryna come give me the sloppiest top
(Yeah)
All I wanted was to get money, huh (Yeah)
I had to keep going, know I didn't stop, huh
(Yeah)
A real big dog, shawty
Now I made my way all the way to the top
(Yeah! Yeah)
And I'm getting so much money
These niggas hate, yeah
They tryna make this shit stop
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I just think it's so damn funny
How these niggas hate, yeah
They wanna scoop out the pot
(Yeah)
Yeah, bitch, I'm getting so paid (Yeah)
Shit was fucked up, now I look up, it's okay
(Yeah)
Uh, I don't give a fuck what these folks say
(Yeah)
Got a ho so bad, say
"She look like Beyoncé"
(Oh)
Uh, tell 'em
"Don't come down that one-way"
(Yeah)
Pourin' up Peachtree
Got me sittin' sideways
Uh, I'm still smokin' dope in my driveway
(Yeah)
Five-star meals
But I might still eat Friday's
I'm with my boy
Shoot you up just like fireworks
Uh, Burger King, I got it my way
And these niggas backwards like
A nigga named James
(Huh, yeah) , but go by Semaj, ayy
Uh huh
Uh huh
That chopstick gon' chop you up, uh
I'm rockin' the Balenci' jacket
It's cropped
(Yeah! Yeah)
Lil' shawty gon' come eat me up, huh (Yeah)
She tryna come give me the sloppiest top
(Yeah, oh, yeah)
All I wanted was to get money, huh (Yeah)
I had to keep going, know I didn't stop, huh
(Yeah)
A real big dog, shawty
Now I made my way all the way to the top
(Yeah, oh, yeah)
And I'm getting so much money
These niggas hate, yeah
They tryna make this shit stop
(Yeah, oh, yeah)
I just think it's so damn funny
How these niggas hate, yeah
They wanna scoop out the pot
(Yeah, oh, yeah)
My shooter, he rockin' elekes
He got a Glock and he might
Put your name in the pot
(Uh, yeah)
Oh, yeah
Yeah
Uh, huh
That chopstick gon' chop you up, uh (Uh)
I'm rockin' the Balenci' jacket
It's cropped
(Yeah)
Lil' shawty gon' come eat me up, huh (Yeah)
She tryna come give me the sloppiest top
(Yeah)
All I wanted was to get money, huh (Yeah)
I had to keep going, know I didn't stop
(Yeah)
Huh, a real big dog, shawty
Then I made my way all the way to the top
(Yeah, uh, yeah)
And I'm getting so much money
These niggas hatin', yeah
They tryna make this shit stop
(Yeah, uh, yeah)
I just think it's so damn funny
How these niggas hate, yeah
They wanna scoop out thе pot
(Yeah, uh uh)
My shooter, he rockin' еlekes
He got a Glock and he might
Put your name in the pot
(Yeah, uh uh)
Uh, uh, yeah, I'm doin' this shit
I'm livin' this shit for real
(Yeah)
Uh, uh, a nigga wan' talk some shit
I swear that his blood get spilled
(Yeah)
Uh, uh, lil' baby, I'm born to win
You know I'm the king of the hill
(Yeah)
Uh, uh, These niggas so boring, man
I wonder if they is for real
(Yeah)
Uh, I know these niggas, they not for real
(Uh)
Lil' shawty, she know I get guap for real
Uh
(Uh, uh)
I gotta cop a new steel, my big bro
He still serving rocks for real
(Uh, uh uh)
Uh, damn, I went off, can't re-up (Uh)
Got this shit lit, finna pop a seal (Uh, uh)
I bought my bitch a new Givenchy heel (Uh)
But if I see 12, know I still gotta peel
(Uh, uh)
Uh, yeah (Yeah)
Uh huh
That chopstick gon' chop you up, uh (Yeah)
Uh, I'm rockin' the Balenci' jacket
It's cropped
(Yeah)
Lil' shawty gon' come eat me up, huh (Yeah)
She tryna come give me the sloppiest top
(Yeah)
All I wanted was to get money, huh (Yeah)
I had to keep going, know I didn't stop, huh
(Yeah)
A real big dog, shawty
Now I made my way all the way to the top
(Yeah! Yeah)
And I'm getting so much money
These niggas hate, yeah
They tryna make this shit stop
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I just think it's so damn funny
How these niggas hate, yeah
They wanna scoop out the pot
(Yeah)
Yeah, bitch, I'm getting so paid (Yeah)
Shit was fucked up, now I look up, it's okay
(Yeah)
Uh, I don't give a fuck what these folks say
(Yeah)
Got a ho so bad, say
"She look like Beyoncé"
(Oh)
Uh, tell 'em
"Don't come down that one-way"
(Yeah)
Pourin' up Peachtree
Got me sittin' sideways
Uh, I'm still smokin' dope in my driveway
(Yeah)
Five-star meals
But I might still eat Friday's
I'm with my boy
Shoot you up just like fireworks
Uh, Burger King, I got it my way
And these niggas backwards like
A nigga named James
(Huh, yeah) , but go by Semaj, ayy
Uh huh
Uh huh
That chopstick gon' chop you up, uh
I'm rockin' the Balenci' jacket
It's cropped
(Yeah! Yeah)
Lil' shawty gon' come eat me up, huh (Yeah)
She tryna come give me the sloppiest top
(Yeah, oh, yeah)
All I wanted was to get money, huh (Yeah)
I had to keep going, know I didn't stop, huh
(Yeah)
A real big dog, shawty
Now I made my way all the way to the top
(Yeah, oh, yeah)
And I'm getting so much money
These niggas hate, yeah
They tryna make this shit stop
(Yeah, oh, yeah)
I just think it's so damn funny
How these niggas hate, yeah
They wanna scoop out the pot
(Yeah, oh, yeah)
My shooter, he rockin' elekes
He got a Glock and he might
Put your name in the pot
(Uh, yeah)
Oh, yeah
Yeah