Destroy Lonely - Tokyo Mission Impossible lyrics

Yeah, mission
Yeah, mission
All black fit, bitch I drip like a ninja
(Ninja)

Yeah, yeah, yeah
I’m on a mission
I gotta go get that money, go get it
I told my bae, I’ll be back and I miss her
I’m on my way, finna blow like a missile
I’m rocking Rick Owens jeans, not Evisu
I make these fuck niggas
Bleed just like menstrual
I put in work, lil’ bitch
I don’t get injured
I got an all black fit
Bitch I drip like a ninja

Yes, I cook up like I’m stuck in the kitchen
Be cool when you walk in
My hitta might get you
I got racks on the way
And my palms steady itchin’
And just like karate, this Perc ten kicked in
I think I’m startin’ to see the difference
I lеarned how to swim while
They stuck in thе deep-end
Did this shit on my own
Ain’t no way I’m depending
On anybody else, lil nigga, ‘cause I get it
If you don’t got it, then I get it
I got a bad bitch
Tell her let me see her kitty
I’m in this bitch rollin’
Like I’m usin’ Heelys
I got this bitch tore
Up like fuckin’ achilles
She ride the dick, but she not doin’ wheelies
And I’m going up
Don’t know who really with me
If it’s up then it’s stuck
So you not fuckin’ with me
And I get high as fuck
Just like Bobby and Whitney

(Yeah)
I’m on a mission
I gotta go get that money, go get it
I told my bae, I’ll be back and I miss her
I’m on my way, finna blow like a missile
I’m rocking Rick Owens jeans, not Evisu
I make these fuck niggas
Bleed just like menstrual
I put in work, lil’ bitch
I don’t get injured
Yeah, I’m in an all black fit
Bitch I drip like a ninja

I’m tryna get rich so I’m thinkin’ different
I tried to teach them some shit
And no they didn’t listen
I’m rockin’ YSL jeans and they fitted
I’m on the top of the highest building
Bitch I’m livin’
I only fuck with the finest bitches
Guess I’m different
All of my brothers, they bangin
You could just get dipped
Bruh
I’m in the stu’ like I’m
Boxing, makin’ all these hit's
Bruh
I’m on Rodeo shoppin’ tryna get me a fit
Bruh
I told your bitch she can’t top
Me, then she threw a fit
Bruh
She so sticky-icky, can’t get
Her off my dick
Dawg
I’m in the telly, bitch
I’m havin’ incidentals
I told your ho to pull
Up to the Intercontinental
This shit is straight off the dome, no
I don’t need a pencil
We put that fye to your dome and
I bet you get to pissin’
I guess I’m good at this game
I keep completing missions
I think they mad at the game, these niggas
They don’t get it
(These niggas suck bro, on God)

(Yeah)
I’m on a mission
I gotta go get that money, go get it
I told my bae, I’ll be back and I miss her
I’m on my way, finna blow like a missile
I’m rocking Rick Owens jeans, not Evisu
I make these fuck niggas
Bleed just like menstrual
I put in work, lil’ bitch
I don’t get injured
I’m rockin’ all black drip
Bitch I move like a ninja

(Move like a ninja)
(Tell her I miss you)