Paroles ​lit btchs par Destroy Lonely

(D-D-Damn Leo)

I'm playing this sh*t out with perfect precision
I got two P's, pa**ion, persistence
You can love me, baby, from a distance
I can't love you, baby, from a distance
Look at these people, and I can see that I am different
I'ma get money, I make a way, n***a, yeah, see that's the muhf**kin' difference
And these n***as tryna just cop a plea, don't wanna make a way these n***as b*t*hes
I told these n***as stay far from me, they got bad energy, n***a, I feel it

I hit that ho, now that hoe off my schedule
Young rich n***a, I'm living irrеgular
I'm fly like a bird, and my lil' angel heavеn sent
You knowin' a n***a can't cap that sh*t evident
I'm in the back seat, black truck, move like the President
I go straight for the kill, I don't get an a**ist, n***a
Damn, I just f**ked your sis, n***a
This is what you get for being a b*t*h, n***a
Long flight, west coast, we gettin' lit, n***a
Bullsh*t, yeah, you know that's what we with, n***a
I was down bad, pockets was just full of lint, n***a
I was down bad, ain't have sh*t for a b*t*h, n***a
ATL, ATM, we gettin' rich, n***a
Yeah, bad b*t*h, she wanna come get hit, n***a
Yeah, she wanna hang with some lit n***as
Yes, I'm Lonely, only hang with lit b*t*hes
It is what it is, what you see, what you get, baby
Smoking dope, got some weed on my lip, baby
Tell me what you want, yeah, that's what you gon' get baby
Waitin' on the sun, man, these f**k n***as so shady
I'm in these Margiela kicks, not just rain drops
I buy that bad lil' b*t*h that new Chrome Hearts
I don't do no gimmicks, dawg, I took the long route
Yeah, I'm duckin' 12, gotta take the long route, oh yeah
Now it's designer every time I step out, oh yeah
I gotta step up, no, I can't stand down, oh yeah
I got these dumb hoes textin' from fake accounts

I hit that ho, now that hoe off my schedule
Young rich n***a, I'm living irregular
I'm fly like a bird, and my lil' angel heaven sent
You knowin' a n***a can't cap that sh*t evident
I'm in the back seat, black truck, move like the President
I go straight for the kill, I don't get an a**ist, n***a
Damn, I just f**ked your sis, n***a
This is what you get for being a b*t*h, n***a
Long flight, west coast, we gettin' lit, n***a
Bullsh*t, yeah, you know that's what we with, n***a
I was down bad, pockets was just full of lint, n***a
I was down bad, ain't have sh*t for a b*t*h, n***a
ATL, ATM, we gettin' rich, n***a
Yeah, bad b*t*h, she wanna come get hit, n***a
Yeah, she wanna hang with some lit n***as
Yes, I'm Lonely, only hang with lit b*t*hes
(Lit b*t*hes) (Lonely)
Lit b*t*hes (Lit b*t*hes) (Pipe up, ho')
Lit b*t*hes (Lit b*t*hes) (Lonely)
Lit b*t*hes (Lit b*t*hes)
Lit b*t*hes (Lit b*t*hes) (Yeah)
Lit b*t*hes (Lit b*t*hes) (Yeah) (Pipe up, ho')
Lit b*t*hes (Lit b*t*hes)
I only hang with lit b*t*hes (Lit b*t*hes) (Pipe up, ho')