letra de feel better - destroy lonely & atl smook
feel better lyrics
[intro]
(underw6ter exlcusives, b-tch)
(clayco)
yeah, uh, yeah
yeah, uh, yeah
yeah, uh, yeah
yeah, yeah, uh, yeah
[chorus: destroy lonely]
and that lil’ b-tch so bad, can i get your number? (can i get your number?)
and i’m gon’ get the sack, i won’t f-cking fumble (fumble, uh)
i’m in the stu’ high as f-ck eatin’ chicken nuggets, n-gga (chicken nuggets, n-gga)
and i swear i trust money before i trust these n-ggas
i got your b-tch wet like some swimmin’ trunks lil’ n-gga (yeah)
i’m rocking rick sweats, this not tommy hilfigers (yeah, uh)
i’m out in la, i’m seeing h-lla’ hills, n-gga (uh)
i’m smoking dope ‘causе it make a n-gga feel better (yеah, yeah, uh)
[verse 1: destroy lonely]
yeah, for real n-gga
yeah, we on the drill n-gga (drill n-gga)
my b-tch got house on the hill, n-gga (on the hill, n-gga)
and this sh-t is so sick like i’m hilfiger (like i’m hilfiger)
i’m in this b-tch balling like i’m scotty, n-gga (scotty, uh)
geeked up, goin’ scotty n-gga
blowin’ gelato, and biscotti n-gga
i got these foreign hoes on the molly n-gga (yeah, the molly)
yeah, what the f-ck is your problem n-gga?
if you try me, i call up my shotta n-gga (bap)
we got kicked out of school ’cause they shot a n-gga (bap)
and now i’m getting fly like a rocket n-gga (oh, yeah)
let’s just keep this sh-t rolling like rocket power (yeah)
if she bad enough then i could fall for hours (yeah)
matter of fact, i’ma give that b-tch money showers (yeah)
i’m in the trap spot watchin’ f-cking power (underw6ter exlcusives, b-tch)
[chorus: destroy lonely]
and that lil’ b-tch so bad, can i get your number? (can i get your number?)
and i’m gon’ get the sack, i won’t f-cking fumble (fumble, uh)
i’m in the stu’ high as f-ck eatin’ chicken nuggets, n-gga (chicken nuggets, n-gga)
and i swear i trust money before i trust these n-ggas
i got your b-tch wet like some swimmin’ trunks lil’ n-gga (yeah)
i’m rocking rick sweats, this not tommy hilfigers (yeah, uh)
i’m out in la, i’m seeing h-lla’ hills, n-gga (uh)
i’m smoking dope ’cause it make a n-gga feel better (yeah, yeah, uh)
[verse 2: atl smook]
it’s the rick fit, only know it cost a [?] (yeah)
get your b-tch n-gga, i’ma hit her from the back (yeah)
smoking ‘za and weed, you might catch a contact (yeah)
i ride in foreigns, i don’t really do the ‘scats (do the ‘scats)
lookin’ for me, b-tch, the bank want that (want that)
i get this cheese, but i do not f-ck with rats (rats)
cat in the hat but these n-ggas big cap (big cap)
big fn on me, it push his wig back (wig back)
show lotta’ [?], i’m up in the hills (yeah)
and i don’t want no bankroll, just give me your thrill
all this ice on me, i caught a chill (yeah)
boy i know that you not k!lling for real (for real)
rural baby nasty when she off a pill
she say i’m conceiving, well i’m a big deal
for real (for real)
[chorus: destroy lonely]
and that lil’ b-tch so bad, can i get your number? (can i get your number?)
and i’m gon’ get the sack, i won’t f-cking fumble (fumble, uh)
i’m in the stu’ high as f-ck eatin’ chicken nuggets, n-gga (chicken nuggets, n-gga)
and i swear i trust money before i trust these n-ggas
i got your b-tch wet like some swimmin’ trunks lil’ n-gga (yeah)
i’m rocking rick sweats, this not tommy hilfigers (yeah, uh)
i’m out in la, i’m seeing h-lla’ hills, n-gga (clayco)
i’m smoking dope ’cause it make a n-gga feel better (yeah, yeah, uh)
[outro: destroy lonely]
yeah (make a n-gga feel better)
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