歌手:Destroy Lonely
专辑:《NO STYLIST》

Yeah, my boy keep a Glock and a 'K with him (He keep a 'K with him)
I took that ho outside, and told her, "Don't play with him" (*****, don't play with him)
Niggas wan' hang with the gang, but I can not hang with 'em (No, I can't hang with 'em), yeah
No, I don't **** with these boys, I swear that I hate niggas
I can't **** with no fake niggas, no, I can't **** with no fake niggas
I can't **** with no fake *******, no, I can't **** with no fake *******
Rick Owens my jeans, Rick Owens my kicks, lil' *****, I get too fly
I'm getting way, way geeked with my *****, yeah, we get like too high (We getting geeked up)
Yeah, I put that ho on the X, now she piped up, she getting piped down
I put that ho on that Oxy' and *******, now that ho geeked up
Yeah, I'm on some Oxy' and mother****in' *******, lil' *****, I'm geeked out
Yeah, Balenciaga boots so big, these niggas get stomped out
Hold on, hold up, yeah, I'm doing tricks in this *****
No, I don't skate, but I'm on my mother****in' grind, and I'm doing tricks in this *****
No, I don't skate, but if that lil' ho' fine, then I'll perform a trick for that *****
I took her out on a date, I took her straight to my room, then I hopped in that ***** (Uh, yeah-yeah)
Diamonds on all my neck and my wrist, lil' ***** (Uh, yeah-yeah)
I'm shinin' 'cause I'm a vampire, you could get bit, lil' ***** (Uh, yeah-yeah)
I'm ballin' like a mother****in' umpire, I put lean in the pitcher (Uh)
Niggas ain't ****in' with me, and niggas can't touch my ***** (Nah)
Yeah, my boy keep a Glock and a 'K with him (He keep a 'K with him)
I took that ho outside, and told her, "Don't play with him" (*****, don't play with him)
Niggas wan' hang with the gang, but I can not hang with 'em (No, I can't hang with 'em)
No, I don't **** with these boys, I swear that I hate niggas
I can't **** with no fake niggas, no, I can't **** with no fake niggas
I can't **** with no fake *******, no, I can't **** with no fake *******
Rick Owens my jeans, Rick Owens my kicks, lil' *****, I get too fly
I'm getting way, way geeked with my *****, yeah, we get like too high (We getting geeked up)
Yeah, and I keep some mother****in' cash on me (I got some cash on me)
Everytime that I move (Uh), gotta keep my bag on me (Gotta keep my bag)
If I hit that lil' ***** (Uh), she gon' try to brag on me (She gon' try to brag)
If I **** on that ho (Uh), she gon' try to nag on me (She gon' try to nag)
We in that Lamb' chopped truck (Yeah), the insides red meat (The insides red meat)
****ing this bad-ass ***** (Woah), her insides red-pink (Her insides red-pink)
Yeah, I let the K-Pop, ho (Yeah), I'm goin' BLACKPINK (I'm goin' BLACKPINK)
Yeah, can't let main ho go (Woah), for that lil' lame ting (For that lame ting)
Yeah, I let the lame ho go, then hopped on the cash ting (Hopped on the cash)
Yeah, I switched my focus up, then hopped in my bag, man (Yeah, I hopped in my bag)
Yeah, I'm on some all black shit, you would think I was Batman (You would think I was Batman)
Yeah, I'm on the phone with my plug, tell that boy, "Send the whole thang" (Yeah)
Yeah, my boy keep a Glock and a 'K with him (He keep a 'K with him)
I took that ho outside, and told her, "Don't play with him" (*****, don't play with him)
Niggas wan' hang with the gang, but I can not hang with 'em (No, I can't hang with 'em)
No, I don't **** with these boys, I swear that I hate niggas
I can't **** with no fake niggas, no, I can't **** with no fake niggas
I can't **** with no fake *******, no, I can't **** with no fake *******
Rick Owens my jeans, Rick Owens my kicks, lil' *****, I get too fly
I'm getting way, way geeked with my *****, yeah, we get like too high (We getting geeked up)
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