Destroy Lonely - ​rch ngga / bD btch lyrics

Wardell Sandimanie III

[Destroy Lonely - ​rch ngga / bD btch lyrics]

(Thanks 4ME)
(Rich nigga)
Uh (Uh, Clayco on the beat)
Uh (Uh)
Uh (Uh)

Vibe, vibe, vibe, vibe
Yeah, rich nigga,  vibe
Yeah,  bad bitch, vibe
Late night, vibe, vibe, vibe
Rich nigga, vibe
Late night, vibe
Late night, vibe
Late night

I'm in this bitch and I'm fried, late night
Hop in that whip, let's ride
I got a bad ass bitch on my right hand side
Three phones, and I keep 'em all on silent
I'm wit' real deal slime
And they promotin' violence
I got a top floor bitch
She don't got a stylist
Yes, I come through, rockstar stylin'
I gotta wrap my wrist up, nigga, it's so icy
Yes, I throw your bitch up, nigga
If you try me
I got dreads like a Rasta
And I'm gettin' high
And I know that this ho lyin'
Call that ho Mufasa
I'm not sayin' I'm fly
'causе I'm flying farther
I'm the real Dark Lord, Darth Vadеr
I'm they father
I might accidentally shit on a hater
You can't stop me
I'm a real young nigga, no
I can't disguise it
Got a mall worth of designer
Stuck inside my closet
Yes, I came a long way from shit
And then took knowledge
I battle it all right out in the streets
Didn't go to College
I got white diamonds, same color, cauliflower
Big pockets, spend that shit on whatever
Bad bitch, spend the night, get hit whenever
I told her "I'm on the way"
She pullin' up whenever
Yeah, I never thought that I'd
Be a young rich nigga
Nah, I can't tell you how it feel
If you never live this shit
Nigga
And I love my brothers 'cause they tell
Me when I'm off a [?]
Nigga
You was holding, that's on me, how
The fuck could I forget
Nigga?
I don't give a fuck, nigga
Vibe, vibe, vibe, uh

Vibe, vibe, vibe, vibe
Yeah, rich nigga, vibe
Yeah, bad bitch, vibe
Late night, vibe, vibe, vibe
Rich nigga, vibe
Late night, vibe
Late night, vibe
Late night

I'm in this bitch and I'm fried, late night
I'm on a real young rich nigga vibe
Late night, bad bitch, hair up tied
Late night, she suckin' dick while I drive
Yeah, rich nigga, don't got time
Yeah, bad bitch, don't got time, either
Yes, I need this money
And I know I don't need her
But this bitch get money
So why would I leave her?
If you want it all, baby, you get
Smokin' real big dope, nigga
Gotta eat something
I got two hoes, nigga, finna have a threesome
Got a whole lotta money, yes
I keep some bands on me
Take a whole lotta flights
I'm thinkin' about London next
And we didn't have no drop, nigga
Sippin' Tussionex
No, I want your top, I do not want no sex
Only time you get my dick
Is if you touch a check
So bitch, just
Vibe, vibe

Vibe, vibe, vibe, vibe
Yeah, rich nigga, vibe
Yeah, bad bitch, vibe
Late night, vibe, vibe, vibe
Rich nigga, vibe
Late night, vibe
Late night, vibe, vibe, vibe

Goddamn, my diamond earrings
It's kinda fuckin' shit up
While I'm tryna-
Have these headphones and shit
Shit hurtin'

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