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letra de met gala - destroy lonely

[intro]
(riding, lowkey, n-ggas think they know me)
(and we swervin’ the whip)
(rockstar b-tch, she tryna come and suck the soul out me)
[chorus]
b-tch, i rock an all black fit
with an all black stick, got a blonde hair b-tch
on the east side, we spinnin’ out, we swervin’ the whip
i’m with big bro, he tweakin’ out, got drums on the gl!ck
i been riding, lowkey, fans think they know me
bring that hoe into my room, [?], she get no key
i got mob-ties, b-tch, yeah, i can’t tell you what they told me
rockstar b-tch, she tryna come and suck the soul out me

[verse]
i don’t got a problem with it, think i seen it in my dreams
i just rock the show, pick up the backend, and went and bought some jeans
and my b-tch a fashion fiend, f-ck that, i’m a fashion fiend
[?] just like the met gala, every time i hit the scene
we love codeine, cash and weed, got this bad b-tch, she a teaser
look at me, i love that sh-t, and that f-ck n-gga freezin’
and they take my swag for free, i guess i shoulda been a teacher
this lil’ b-tch a eater, f-ck her, and then i leave her

[chorus]
b-tch, i rock an all black fit
with an all black stick, got a blonde hair b-tch
on the east side, we spinnin’ out, we swervin’ the whip
i’m with big bro, he tweakin’ out, got drums on the gl!ck
i been riding, lowkey, fans think they know me
bring that hoe into my room, [?], she get no key
i got mob-ties, b-tch, yeah, i can’t tell you what they told me
rockstar b-tch, she tryna come and suck the soul out me

- destroy lonely

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