letra de cooler - destroy lonely
[intro]
underworld
yeah yeah, uh, uh (yeah)
yeah yeah, uh, uh (yeah)
yeah yeah, uh, uh, uh (yeah)
yeah yeah (yeah)
[chorus]
b-tch i’m up top with the gang
i just put some ice up in my chain, now it’s lit (yeah)
i got problems i ain’t solve with this b-tch, but it’s cool
i was just sleep in the spot but now i’m lit, lil b-tch i’m coolin’ (b-tch i’m coolin’)
heard she f-ck with lame n-ggas, well lil b-tch i’m cooler (yes)
when i’m with the gang, look lil b-tch, you know i’m boolin’
i done iced up my neck, and my wrist look like a cooler
got this b-tch really wet, yeah she wet pool bruh
[verse]
i rock ysl jeans, b-tch i’m slime just like a snake
i stay posted with my slime, and he might just wipe your face
i stopped worryin’ bout these n-ggas cause these n-ggas really fake (yeah they fake)
i stopped worryin’ bout these b-tches, put a hoe right in her place (right in her place)
i stay smokin’ on some dope, b-tch i’m geeked right out my face (uh)
i done designer’d all my clothes, b-tch i’m geeked up and i’m laced (uh-huh)
she said, “all you care bout clothes, what ’bout me for heaven’s sakes”
i told that b-tch, “i might be wrong, but shut up and give me face” (on god)
i touch my money the long way, i know it’s not a race (it’s not)
like a stripper b-tch, yes i gotta go and get this cake (on god)
i like stripper b-tches, model ones, and even hoes that bake (on god)
i like backwoods n-gga, get up everyday and wake and bake
just like black ops n-gga, yes i blow up just like china lake
i’m the top floor boss, darklord lonely b-tch i’m f-ckin’ great (yes i am)
i like black clothes, b-tch and i be floatin’ state to state (yes i do)
i got black hoes, white ones, all these b-tches, every race
i tell that hoe to take a pic’, cause if she miss me, then she late (b-tch we coolin’)
[chorus]
b-tch i’m up top with the gang
i just put some ice up in my chain, now it’s lit
i got problems i ain’t solve with this b-tch, but it’s cool
i was just sleep in the spot but now i’m lit, lil b-tch i’m coolin’
heard she f-ck with lame n-ggas, well lil b-tch i’m cooler (yes)
when i’m with the gang, look lil b-tch, you know i’m boolin’
i done iced up my neck, and my wrist look like a cooler
got this b-tch really wet, yeah she wet pool bruh (wet just like a pool bruh)
outro
on god
oh yeah
underworld
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