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letra de blitz - destroy lonely

[chorus]
yeah
i got my chains on f-ckin’ yo’ b-tch
i got some ice on my hands, my ears, my wrist
my shooters don’t know how to miss
n-ggas talk down and i get it, i banged they b-tch
i’m about to blitz, no i’m not sick
i got some codeine all in my p-ss
she givin’ me head, yeah
and we made a mess, and shawty just kept on spittin’
i told her once, yeah
that i’m ready to go
but she want to reach out her wrist
walk in the spot, i go
straight through the back
y’all better watch yo’ b-tches
walk in the spot, yeah
go straight in the back
y’all better watch yo’ backs
[verse]
i can’t forget when i was down bad
takin’ off from the plug for a bag
i can’t forget when i was down bad
it was so much sh-t i ain’t have
now i got all this money
i ain’t even need school
i can count it fast
talk ’bout a hunnit, on hunnit, on hunnit, on hunnit, on hunnit
b-tch do the math
talk ’bout a hunnit, on hunnit, on hunnit, on hunnit, on hunnit
b-tch do the math
talk ’bout some money, some money, some money, some money, some money
i’m talkin’ ’bout that cash
talk ’bout some b-tches, some b-tches, some b-tches, some b-tches, some b-tches
and they all bad
i’m gettin’ richer, and richer, and richer, and richer, and richer
b-tch, oh yeah
they hatin’ on me
’cause i’m the young n-gga that went and got to the bag
yeah, they wanna’ be me, huh
they hate that they not, that sh-t so sad
yeah, they hatin’ they hoes
tryna just f-ck on me and my gang, oh yeah
yeah, and they hatin’ they b-tches
tryna come kick it with me and the gang, oh yeah
she spent one day with me
i turn her up and now she famous, yeah
shawty go put some brand-new ice, my chain is sw-ngin’
b-tch, oh yeah
i’m in a h-llcat whip
i’m huggin’ the curb
and sw-ngin’ this b-tch, oh yeah
out with the gang, yeah
they so insane they spinnin’ like carousel
b-tch i’m on fire like kerosene
my boy bang the fire, yeah he bleed
i was real fire, yeah i was really outside for a blue check on ig
i keep some blue strips all on me
i spent 12 hundred dollars to sleep
i’m spreadin’ the swag, like a disease
he smokin’ swag, that boy cheap
[chorus]
yeah
i got my chains on f-ckin’ yo’ b-tch
i got some ice on my hands, my ears, my wrist
my shooters don’t know how to miss
n-ggas talk down and i get it, i banged they b-tch
i’m about to blitz, no i’m not sick
i got some codeine all in my p-ss
she givin’ me head, yeah
and we made a mess, and shawty just kept on spittin’
i told her once, yeah
that i’m ready to go
but she want to reach out her wrist
walk in the spot, i go
straight through the back
y’all better watch yo’ b-tches
walk in the spot, yeah
go straight in the back
y’all better watch yo’ backs

- destroy lonely

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