Destroy Lonely - ​hldmyhnd lyrics

Wardell Sandimanie III

[Destroy Lonely - ​hldmyhnd lyrics]

Yeah (Uh, uh, uh, uh)
Yeah (Uh, uh, uh, uh)
Yeah (Uh, uh, uh, uh)

I'm the blond hair don, lil' bitch
I ain't playin'
Yeah, I'm the boss
What the fuck is they sayin'?
Nigga wanna play
Leave him right where he standin'
And this bitch so bad, let her hold my hand
I can't walk in the mall 'cause
They know who I am
I don't even like Saks but I need some pants
Bitch, I got racks
What the fuck is you sayin'?
And this bitch call me dad
But I'm not her parent

Yeah, I speak all facts, man
I'm so transparent
Man, I'm so transparent
Bitches so transparent
Niggas so transparent, they see-through
I got these fuck niggas scared to make moves
I make real deal plays, not YouTube
Her ass real deal fake, her boobs too
If you get real deal racks, they hate you
Yeah, and I make the music they move to
But my boy on my side might shoot you
I don't try to get fly, it's usual
I don't try to get high, it's usual
Keep it right on my side, won't lose you
When I look right in your eyes
It's truthful
Damn, I really like drugs, they useful
I get high as the motherfuckin' moon, ooh
Yeah, let's take a trip, man
Yeah, let's go to Paris, France
Said they ready for me, they ain't ready yet
Got the world in my hands
And I'm grippin' it
I buy so many clothes
And don't take pictures
(Don't take pictures, yeah)
I'm so stuck in my ways
Don't see a difference
(Don't see a difference, yeah)
It's too easy
I'm fuckin' these niggas' bitches
I feel like Wheezy
It's codeine that I'm sippin'
I don't see no competition
I see a difference
I don't do no politickin'
Don't talk to niggas
I don't do no pocket watchin'
I'm livin' different
I don't trust no fuckin' thotty
But love my bitches

I'm the blond hair don, lil' bitch
I ain't playin'
Yeah, I'm the boss
What the fuck is they sayin'?
Nigga wanna play
Leave him right where he standin'
And this bitch so bad, let her hold my hand
I can't walk in the mall 'cause
They know who I am
I don't even like Saks but I need some pants
Bitch, I got racks
What the fuck is you sayin'?
And this bitch call me dad
But I'm not her parent

(Clayco on the beat)

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