Destroy Lonely - Put That Sht On lyrics

(Clayco on the beat)

Yeah
Yeah, I wake up and roll
Me a blunt up, bitch
I wake up and go put that shit on
I wake up,  lil' bitch, and I count
Them racks, I'm too high, baby
I'm too gone
These niggas think they 'bout that shit
But these niggas got it too wrong
Yeah, you dead wrong, shoot him in the face
You dead wrong
Yeah, you dead wrong, shoot him in the face
You dead wrong
Woah, put a bad ass bitch in the VETEMENTS
She got that shit on
Woah, 2500 for the double B coat
Got that shit on

Yeah, what I smoke on
Yeah, it's good strong, nigga
What I smoke on
Got ice on my neck like a snow cone
Nigga tapped in with the plug
Get the birds gone
Top Floor Boss
Camе a long way from Lil' Lone
Bitch, I'm way up top
I could piss on your big homie
Bad ass bitch
And she camе with some tit's on her
Got a real deal shooter
And he could put stick on 'em
Yeah, my boy to left keep that glick on him
And I always keep playin' shit
With this Rick on me
I always do tricks, with the swag, bitch
I'm sick on it
All types of bitches
Tryna come through and get on me
Bitch, I'm rockin' this mask
Like I'm fresh off a lick
Got a freak bitch, yeah
She in love with my dick
Like a video game, we got suped up sticks
Damn, I'm too geeked up, off the percs
Feelin' sick
And I'm too fucked up when
I'm driving this whip
Bruh
And I'm swerving this shit, fuck

I wake up and roll me a blunt up, bitch
I wake up and go put that shit on
I wake up, lil' bitch, and I count
Them racks, I'm too high, baby
I'm too gone
These niggas think they 'bout that shit
But these niggas got it too wrong
Yeah, you dead wrong, shoot him in the face
You dead wrong
Yeah, you dead wrong, shoot him in the face
You dead wrong
Yeah, you dead wrong, shoot him in the face
You dead wrong

Damn, I done fucked on his main bitch
Now that lil' ho head gone
She speak a whole 'nother language
But know how to say "Lonely"
These niggas still on that lame shit
And I don't got no time for fake homies
These niggas still on that bullshit
I done switched off that
Got on some fresh shit
These niggas still on that first swag
But I switched it up
Got on that next shit
These niggas stuck on my old ho
I done swiped a new bitch off my checklist
Put Givenchy all over my logo
'cause I'm too G'd out
Please don't touch this
My boys too B'd out
They watch you bleed out
Your bitch can't breathe right now
'cause I'm all up in her mouth
Yeah, she clean my house
Yeah, she clean my house
Bitch, got a sloppy top
Yeah, bitch got a real mop mouth
Yeah, I got baguettes in my cross, bitch
And it's upside down
Tell that boy, please don't try this shit
'cause we gon' cross them out

Yeah
Yeah, I wake up and roll
Me a blunt up, bitch
I wake up and go put that shit on
I wake up, lil' bitch, and I count
Them racks, I'm too high, baby
I'm too gone
These niggas think they 'bout that shit
But these niggas got it too wrong
Yeah, you dead wrong, shoot him in the face
You dead wrong
Yeah, you dead wrong, shoot him in the face
You dead wrong
Woah, put a bad ass bitch in the VETEMENTS
She got that shit on
Woah, 2500 for the double B coat
Got that shit on