Crushed Up* Destroy Lonely

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Lyrics from Snippets

[Chorus]
Fuckin' on your bitch, with all these [?] (With all these [?])
Talkin’ that shit, boutta jump out the speakers (Jump out the speakers, bitch)
Check out the right wrist, damn, that bitch too lit (That bitch too lit)
I'm outside, ain't tryna take pictures, yeah (Ain’t tryna take no pictures)
Big ass VETEMENTS pants, no Evisu (Yeah, no Evisu, yeah)
My main bitch a freak (Freak, freak, freak, freak)
But I can't lie, lil' baby, I'm a freak too (Yeah, freak too, freak too)
I gotta keep my heat (Uh, uh, uh)
Talkin' that shit, lil' nigga, I'm [?]

...

[Verse]
Gettin' rich is all I know
My bitch stay fly, she like to rock my clothes
My wrist crushed up when you clutchin’ my pole
Pullin’ out, pullin' in right on time, shawty, let’s go

...

[Chorus]
Fuckin' on your bitch, with all thesе [?] (With all these [?])
Talkin' that shit, boutta jump out the spеakers (Jump out the speakers, bitch)
Check out the right wrist, damn, that bitch too lit (That bitch too lit)
I'm outside, ain’t tryna take pictures, yeah (Ain't tryna take no pictures)
Big ass VETEMENTS pants, no Evisu (Yeah, no Evisu, yeah)
My main bitch a freak (Freak, freak, freak, freak)
But I can't lie, lil' baby, I'm a freak too (Yeah, freak too, freak too)
I gotta keep my heat (Uh, uh, uh)
Talkin' that shit, lil' nigga, I'm [?]