Destroy Lonely, Nezzus - Twin Kobraz lyrics
Destroy Lonely [Wardell Sandimanie III] Atlanta, Georgia, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Destroy Lonely, Nezzus - Twin Kobraz lyrics]
Wake up to the sun, let it shine in my face
I was always outside in the rain
Know I'm down for whatever
I'ma slide with the gang
No, it ain't no feeling better
Let the money heal the pain
Front seat of the ride, give me brain
And ever since the eighth grade
Haven't been the same
I can look 'em in they eyes
Seen the lies all the same
And ever since the flight
I been geeked everyday
I can't lie, you calling my name
But I gotta get this guap, man
I can't move the same
And I get so high, I can't feel my face
The way she doing tricks
I can call this bitch a mage
Touchdown, smoke a pound in LA
If I'm down bad, make a thousand a day
And I got these niggas mad but
I love to let 'em hate
How you gonna slime
We the king of the snakes
Fft-beep, we breaking the bank
If that nigga talk down
He get slapped in his face
And I been getting money since
Back in the day
If I'm with the gang, I'ma slide with the K
I'm with Lone in LA
Finna link up with Paint
I'm the big Blood, nigga
Fuck did you think?
You never had 12 kick your door with a tank
Got VVS diamonds, they just like a sink
And I got a chopper, I'm gonna let it sing
The fuck did you think? I'm
Lil' Lonely the great
Come in, double cup, we sipping on lean
Designer dripping, yeah
This shit Helmut Lang
Take the whip and I'ma push it, okay
Bitches choosing, yeah, okay
I'm on the move, I'm stuck up in space
My life's a movie, this shit getting brazy
Wake up to the sun, let it shine in my face
I was always outside in the rain
Know I'm down for whatever
I'ma slide with the gang
No, it ain't no feeling better
Let the money heal the pain
Front seat of the ride, give me brain
And ever since the eighth grade
Haven't been the same
I can look 'em in they eyes
Seen the lies all the same
And ever since the flight
I been geeked everyday
I can't lie, you calling my name
But I gotta get this guap, man
I can't move the same
And I get so high, I can't feel my face
The way she doing tricks
I can call this bitch a mage
Touchdown, smoke a pound in LA
If I'm down bad, make a thousand a day
And I got these niggas mad but
I love to let 'em hate
How you gonna slime
We the king of the snakes
I was always outside in the rain
Know I'm down for whatever
I'ma slide with the gang
No, it ain't no feeling better
Let the money heal the pain
Front seat of the ride, give me brain
And ever since the eighth grade
Haven't been the same
I can look 'em in they eyes
Seen the lies all the same
And ever since the flight
I been geeked everyday
I can't lie, you calling my name
But I gotta get this guap, man
I can't move the same
And I get so high, I can't feel my face
The way she doing tricks
I can call this bitch a mage
Touchdown, smoke a pound in LA
If I'm down bad, make a thousand a day
And I got these niggas mad but
I love to let 'em hate
How you gonna slime
We the king of the snakes
Fft-beep, we breaking the bank
If that nigga talk down
He get slapped in his face
And I been getting money since
Back in the day
If I'm with the gang, I'ma slide with the K
I'm with Lone in LA
Finna link up with Paint
I'm the big Blood, nigga
Fuck did you think?
You never had 12 kick your door with a tank
Got VVS diamonds, they just like a sink
And I got a chopper, I'm gonna let it sing
The fuck did you think? I'm
Lil' Lonely the great
Come in, double cup, we sipping on lean
Designer dripping, yeah
This shit Helmut Lang
Take the whip and I'ma push it, okay
Bitches choosing, yeah, okay
I'm on the move, I'm stuck up in space
My life's a movie, this shit getting brazy
Wake up to the sun, let it shine in my face
I was always outside in the rain
Know I'm down for whatever
I'ma slide with the gang
No, it ain't no feeling better
Let the money heal the pain
Front seat of the ride, give me brain
And ever since the eighth grade
Haven't been the same
I can look 'em in they eyes
Seen the lies all the same
And ever since the flight
I been geeked everyday
I can't lie, you calling my name
But I gotta get this guap, man
I can't move the same
And I get so high, I can't feel my face
The way she doing tricks
I can call this bitch a mage
Touchdown, smoke a pound in LA
If I'm down bad, make a thousand a day
And I got these niggas mad but
I love to let 'em hate
How you gonna slime
We the king of the snakes