Destroy Lonely - world tour lyrics
Destroy Lonely [Wardell Sandimanie III] Atlanta, Georgia, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Destroy Lonely - world tour lyrics]
(Clayco on the beat)
Youngin' in this bitch, I'm smoking
I think it's called, uh, Money Bag Runtz
This shit, it's smokin'
You know what I'm sayin'
I'm fuckin' with it, shit got me high
And my, yeah
And my, yeah (Yeah)
And my jeans Dior
Bad bitch, I adore her
We blow racks in stores
But that's a different story
And my genre horror
And I fuck different whores
I touchdown in different cities
This shit like a world tour
Fuck that ho one time, she miss me
Say I mean the world to her
Yeah, tell her bring her girls with her
She brought hoes for all of us
I think I seen that bitch on Twitter
I don't even follow her
Nigga, I'm on thе top floor lit
I see clouds like all over
I'm so high, young nigga might fall over
Dеsigner on me, yeah
That shit it's all on me
Comme Des Garçons shit, and it's all on me
Bad bitch lit, and she feelin' all on me
A young nigga lit
Tell 'em "Bet it all on me"
I put that shit on from summer to the fall
Homie
Rick Owens kicks, yeah
I spent a pound on 'em
European fit, I spent a few pounds on it
I got water in my ear
And you might just drown
Lil' bitch
And you know I'm ballin'
Just like I'm Nowitzki
Baby
No, you cannot get me, baby
Brand new drip, can't get this, nigga
High numbers, can't hit these, nigga
Yeah, high res', can't take these pictures
High price, I smoke weed different
Yeah, high, and I do bad bitches
Yeah, back in, so I can see these niggas
Bitch, I'm online tryna hack this shit
Yeah, both these phones got me racks
Lil' bitch
Need Tokyo Demons, got racks in 'em
All black Dark Lord, just like Dracula
We lock the door 'cause, nigga
We be trapped in here
We lock the door 'cause, nigga
We be strapped in here
We lock the door because we
Smokin' dope in this bitch
Nigga
And my jeans Dior
Bad bitch, I adore her
We blow racks in stores
But that's a different story
And my genre horror
And I fuck different whores
I touchdown in different cities
This shit like a world tour
Fuck that ho one time, she miss me
Say I mean the world to her
Yeah, tell her bring her girls with her
She brought hoes for all of us
I think I seen that bitch on Twitter
I don't even follow her
Nigga, I'm on the top floor lit
I see clouds like all over
All over
Yeah, all over
All over
World tour, yeah, yeah
Nigga, need it
Youngin' in this bitch, I'm smoking
I think it's called, uh, Money Bag Runtz
This shit, it's smokin'
You know what I'm sayin'
I'm fuckin' with it, shit got me high
And my, yeah
And my, yeah (Yeah)
And my jeans Dior
Bad bitch, I adore her
We blow racks in stores
But that's a different story
And my genre horror
And I fuck different whores
I touchdown in different cities
This shit like a world tour
Fuck that ho one time, she miss me
Say I mean the world to her
Yeah, tell her bring her girls with her
She brought hoes for all of us
I think I seen that bitch on Twitter
I don't even follow her
Nigga, I'm on thе top floor lit
I see clouds like all over
I'm so high, young nigga might fall over
Dеsigner on me, yeah
That shit it's all on me
Comme Des Garçons shit, and it's all on me
Bad bitch lit, and she feelin' all on me
A young nigga lit
Tell 'em "Bet it all on me"
I put that shit on from summer to the fall
Homie
Rick Owens kicks, yeah
I spent a pound on 'em
European fit, I spent a few pounds on it
I got water in my ear
And you might just drown
Lil' bitch
And you know I'm ballin'
Just like I'm Nowitzki
Baby
No, you cannot get me, baby
Brand new drip, can't get this, nigga
High numbers, can't hit these, nigga
Yeah, high res', can't take these pictures
High price, I smoke weed different
Yeah, high, and I do bad bitches
Yeah, back in, so I can see these niggas
Bitch, I'm online tryna hack this shit
Yeah, both these phones got me racks
Lil' bitch
Need Tokyo Demons, got racks in 'em
All black Dark Lord, just like Dracula
We lock the door 'cause, nigga
We be trapped in here
We lock the door 'cause, nigga
We be strapped in here
We lock the door because we
Smokin' dope in this bitch
Nigga
And my jeans Dior
Bad bitch, I adore her
We blow racks in stores
But that's a different story
And my genre horror
And I fuck different whores
I touchdown in different cities
This shit like a world tour
Fuck that ho one time, she miss me
Say I mean the world to her
Yeah, tell her bring her girls with her
She brought hoes for all of us
I think I seen that bitch on Twitter
I don't even follow her
Nigga, I'm on the top floor lit
I see clouds like all over
All over
Yeah, all over
All over
World tour, yeah, yeah
Nigga, need it