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letra de up the street - destroy lonely

[intro]
(ayy, clayco, cook that motherf-cker up)
(8-808)
top, look k!lla, hmm, top floor boss, look k!lla

[chorus]
i’m on a race to the cash
i’m in first place and these [] in last
i take a sprite and make it pink
dirtied up my cup sippin’ promethazine
i like ballin’ hard, all night i can’t sleep
i just count money, all day, all week
all these b-tches bad, all these b-tches freaks
clutchin’ on a ar walkin’ up the street

[verse 1]
yeah, [] whip a trackhawk like it’s stolen
[?]
i’m on a airplane every day, b-tch i’m fly
private jet my lifestyle, b-tch i’m livin’ high
i don’t do no flexin’, no flexin’, no flexin’
that bad b-tch, i text her, and she let me caress her
yeah, i’m in the spot, me and my gang right at the section
i [?] your thot, but she brazy, she ain’t s-xt me
i just called her, pulled up, i told her, “send [?]”
[?]tweakin’ out lil’ b-tch, i hit the curb
i got a hunnid stacked up in a safe, b-tch i’m not worried
when i’m in the store, lil’ b-tch i break the bank, no i don’t care (i don’t care)
[chorus]
i’m on a race to the cash (to the cash)
i’m in first place and these [] in last (they in last)
i take a sprite and make it pink
dirtied up my cup sippin’ promethazine
i like ballin’ hard, all night i can’t sleep
i just count money, all day, all week
all these b-tches bad, all these b-tches freaks
clutchin’ on a ar, walkin’ up the street

[verse 2]
clutchin’ on an fn, swevin’ in a fast whip
12 get behind this, lil’ b-tch i break the dashboard
i been all the way across the world, i got a passport
i been hit your ho all the way overseas, i got a passport
my lifestyle can’t even catch up with me, i’m moving fast, boy
[?] you can’t even catch up with me, you just in last, boy
check out the swag, check out the way i go and pop these tags, ho
i spend this cash then go get some cash, that’s what this cash for

[chorus]
i’m on a race to the cash (to the cash)
i’m in first place and these [] in last (they in last)
i take a sprite and make it pink
dirtied up my cup sippin’ promethazine
i like ballin’ hard, all night i can’t sleep
i just count money, all day, all week
all these b-tches bad, all these b-tches freaks
clutchin’ on a ar, walkin’ up the street

- destroy lonely

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