Destroy Lonely, Exotic - 00besity

Uh-uh I done lost (I done lost) A pretty bitch with demon eyes (Demon eyes) Everywhere I look, they try to be like I (Be like I) All these niggas cap, they livin' in disguise (In disguise) And all these bitches cap, they not in love (They not in love) I just spent my money on guns, clothes and drugs Yeah, I just spent my money on guns, clothes and drugs I done lost my mind, I think I found it in the clouds (In the clouds) She just wanna bе mine I take her down, and takе her out (I take her out) On these rockstar jeans, I spent a whole lotta of them thousands On her brand new blouse, I spent a whole lotta of them thousands They can't turn this down Tell 'em, "Play this shit loud" (Yeah, loud) If he outside right now, we gon' gun that lil' boy down (Gun him down) I got a Glock on me, shawty, and the ARP right now Niggas watchin' me, shawty, can't even move for free right now Niggas must be retarded, think that I won't move for the cash I got a freak on the way right now And she gon' move for some cash (Yeah) I got a freak on the way right now And she gon' move for some cash (For that cash) She gon' move for a bag (Bag), and I'ma go move for a bag (Bag) And I been gave them that swag Yeah, I been gave them that drip (Uh-huh) And I been hit the ho he had How I had him talkin' 'bout his new bitch Your ho been callin' me dad And I'm hittin' this M.I.L.F. bitch (Oh, oh, oh-oh) These niggas keep talkin' 'bout fashion But we been did what they did (Oh, oh, oh-oh) My ho fell in love with the swag, now she want some all black shit I got an all black cat, you, and I ride with a black stick I just spent my money on guns, clothes and drugs Yeah, I just spent my money on guns, clothes and drugs I just spent my money, on guns clothes and drugs Yeah, I just spent my money on guns, clothes and drugs I done lost my mind, I think I found it in the clouds (Oh, oh, oh-oh) She just wanna be mine, I take her down, and take her out On these rockstar jeans, I spent a whole lotta of them thousands On her brand new blouse, I spent a whole lotta of them thousands They can't turn this down Tell 'em, "Play this shit loud" (Yeah, loud) If he outside right now, we gon' gun that lil' boy down (Gun him down) I got a Glock on me, shawty, and the ARP right now Niggas watchin' me, shawty Can't even move for free right now (Not right now) Never Countin' cash, and that's forever

Yeah Yeah Yeah, uh-uh Yeah And I'm rockin' this blood-red Vetements coat (blood-red Vetements coat) I put Givenchy all over my pants and I just did Balenci' My shoes and my ho (yeah, my shoes and my ho) That ho just text me and told me she proud She want me to fuck 'cause she text me, "Come over" (come over) Niggas keep on stealing the swag and the style, but they won't get down These niggas some hoes (yeah, these niggas some hoes) Yeah, bitch, I'm in Milan, finna walk a show (finna walk a show) Havin' too much swag when I'm in the line Yeah, I'm hoppin' down on a modеl ho (on a model ho) Bitch, I'm way too high, yes, I'm in the backroom (uh) Smokin' Backwoods, tryin' on clothes (facts) I get way too fly, put on what I want (uh) Yes, I'm tellin' Matt Will, "Send me them clothes" (send me them clothes) I got this bad bitch, make her do backflips (uh) She want that cash, she do what I want (yeah, she do what I want) I'm rockin' all black, shit, no, I'm not Batman (uh) Bitch, it's the Bat Gang, fuck is they on? (Yeah) I walk in the store and I buy what I want (yeah) If I love that ho, I might put that bitch on (yeah) Yeah, I love my Dracs', my cash, my clothes (my cash, my clothes) And these niggas, they hate, go out sad, they broke (yeah, they sad, they broke) And I'm rockin' this blood-red Vetements coat (blood-red Vetements coat) I put Givenchy all over my pants and I just did Balenci My shoes and my ho (yeah, my shoes and my ho) That ho just text me and told me she proud She want me to fuck 'cause she text me, "Come over" (come over) Niggas keep on stealing the swag and the style, but they won't get down These niggas some hoes (yeah, this niggas some hoes) And my bitch havin' ass like Megan Thee Stallion Yeah, I fuck her good, tell her, "Bend over" (tell that ho to bend over) Yeah, I'm havin' real deal water, my neck Damn, I think that nigga might need a new boat (I might need a new boat) I'm eating real good like I got chefs And my boys in the trench still cookin' the dope (still cookin' the dope) I'm smokin' real good, "What is that scent?" Lil' bitch, it's an opp a young nigga just rolled (yeah) And I'm rockin' this blood-red Vetements coat (blood-red Vetements coat) I put Givenchy all over my pants and I just did Balenci' My shoes and my ho (yeah, my shoes and my ho) That ho just text me and told me she proud She want me to fuck 'cause she text me, "Come over" (come over) Niggas keep on stealing the swag and the style, but they won't get down These niggas some hoes

That's my producer, 4ME Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah All this money, I'm never fallin' out of love Molly like cocaine, crush it up I keep thumbin' through guap, I never get enough Keep these racks in my skinny jeans, tight as fuck Geekin' out with a evil queen, she the plug You can never be me, nigga, I'm the one Glock got a green beam, yeah, it's up We gon' burn down lil' niggas, somethin' like the sun I fill a cone up with Gelato Spend money then make money, that's the motto Smokin' exotic gas, it costs a kernel Link up with my Spanish plug, his name is Carlos Get hit with that .223, it's fucking hollow Don't smoke that Percocet, lil' baby, swallow I'm sippin' Redwood out a bottle Damn, I'ma be geeked up 'til tomorrow Switched up the speed, yeah, let's switch the gears Walk 'round the house, see a chandelier Smoke up weed by the ounce, watch it disappear Foreign car have them horses, call it Paul Revere And I get flyer than a fuckin' lear jet I'm on a long ride, are we there yet? It's been a long time, I ain't dead yet, nah No, I'm not dead yet Smoke so much you can walk in the crib And get high off the contact Tell the police we ain't doin' nothin' Cuffin' these hoes, we ain't doin' that Yeah, yeah, yeah (oh yeah) All this money, I'm never fallin' out of love Molly like cocaine, crush it up I keep thumbin' through guap, I never get enough Keep these racks in my skinny jeans, tight as fuck Geekin' out with a evil queen, she the plug You can never be me, nigga, I'm the one Glock got a green beam, yeah, it's up We gon' burn down lil' niggas, somethin' like the sun Yeah We gon' burn down lil' niggas, somethin' like the sun Yeah, yeah, molly world