Destroy Lonely - presidential lyrics
Destroy Lonely [Wardell Sandimanie III] Atlanta, Georgia, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Destroy Lonely - presidential lyrics]
Yeah, yeah yeah
Racks in, if it's fly
Then you know that I'm on that lil' shit
And I do what I want 'cause
I'm supposed to be lit
And I'm with my bros and
They all totin' sticks
Designer clothes, yeah, I'm fly as a bitch
Yeah, I did what I had to so I could be here
In a private location, I'm high as a jet
I'm applyin' no line and
Collecting these checks
Yeah, I been did that shit, fuck nigga
What's next?
(Yeah)
And I stay smokin' dope
Ain't no way that I'm stressing
(Stressing)
Bad bitch, she let me fuck her for breakfast
(Breakfast)
Get rich, right at the top of my checklist
(Checklist)
When smoke clears
Hang it right off my nеcklace
(Necklace)
Smokin' dopе, yeah, my lungs, they veteran
(Veteran)
Runnin' shit for Lonely for president
(President)
Yes, I'm runnin' shit, young nigga
It's evident
(Evident)
No, I can't touch that lil' bitch, yeah
That's evidence
(Evidence)
If you got a bank, let me drop a check in it
I make it rain, blue hunnids and presidents
Fuck who my campaign, this shit presidential
Nigga, I'm '01, this shit a system
I'm the young nigga that's
Fuckin' your sister
(Sister)
And these niggas losin' it
They need assistance
(tance)
Nigga, I do this shit, money my witness
(Witness)
Late night high as fuck, I'm in the kitchen
(Kitchen)
Snap this peep, posted up in the kitchen
(Kitchen)
I'm not the same as you niggas
I'm different
(Different)
And no
We don't fuck with the same type of bitches
(Bitches)
Rockstar life on these niggas I'm piecin'
(Piecin')
Real rich nigga, I'm not washin' dishes
Fuck these niggas, man, these niggas bitches
(Yeah)
Fuck these niggas, man, these niggas bitches
'Cause I got racks in, if it's fly
Then you know I'm on that lil' shit
I do what I want 'cause
I'm supposed to be lit
And I'm with my bros and
They all totin' sticks
(Yeah)
Designer clothes, yeah, I'm fly as a bitch
Yeah, did what I had to so I could be here
In a private location, I'm high as a jet
I'm applyin' no line and
Collecting these checks
Yeah, been did that shit, fuck nigga
What's next?
And I stay smokin' dope
Ain't no way that I'm stressin'
Bad bitch, she let me fuck her for breakfast
Get rich, right at the top of my checklist
Get rich, right at the top of my checklist
Get rich, right at the top of my checklist
Racks in, if it's fly
Then you know that I'm on that lil' shit
And I do what I want 'cause
I'm supposed to be lit
And I'm with my bros and
They all totin' sticks
Designer clothes, yeah, I'm fly as a bitch
Yeah, I did what I had to so I could be here
In a private location, I'm high as a jet
I'm applyin' no line and
Collecting these checks
Yeah, I been did that shit, fuck nigga
What's next?
(Yeah)
And I stay smokin' dope
Ain't no way that I'm stressing
(Stressing)
Bad bitch, she let me fuck her for breakfast
(Breakfast)
Get rich, right at the top of my checklist
(Checklist)
When smoke clears
Hang it right off my nеcklace
(Necklace)
Smokin' dopе, yeah, my lungs, they veteran
(Veteran)
Runnin' shit for Lonely for president
(President)
Yes, I'm runnin' shit, young nigga
It's evident
(Evident)
No, I can't touch that lil' bitch, yeah
That's evidence
(Evidence)
If you got a bank, let me drop a check in it
I make it rain, blue hunnids and presidents
Fuck who my campaign, this shit presidential
Nigga, I'm '01, this shit a system
I'm the young nigga that's
Fuckin' your sister
(Sister)
And these niggas losin' it
They need assistance
(tance)
Nigga, I do this shit, money my witness
(Witness)
Late night high as fuck, I'm in the kitchen
(Kitchen)
Snap this peep, posted up in the kitchen
(Kitchen)
I'm not the same as you niggas
I'm different
(Different)
And no
We don't fuck with the same type of bitches
(Bitches)
Rockstar life on these niggas I'm piecin'
(Piecin')
Real rich nigga, I'm not washin' dishes
Fuck these niggas, man, these niggas bitches
(Yeah)
Fuck these niggas, man, these niggas bitches
'Cause I got racks in, if it's fly
Then you know I'm on that lil' shit
I do what I want 'cause
I'm supposed to be lit
And I'm with my bros and
They all totin' sticks
(Yeah)
Designer clothes, yeah, I'm fly as a bitch
Yeah, did what I had to so I could be here
In a private location, I'm high as a jet
I'm applyin' no line and
Collecting these checks
Yeah, been did that shit, fuck nigga
What's next?
And I stay smokin' dope
Ain't no way that I'm stressin'
Bad bitch, she let me fuck her for breakfast
Get rich, right at the top of my checklist
Get rich, right at the top of my checklist
Get rich, right at the top of my checklist