Right Wrist* Destroy Lonely

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[Intro]
(Outtatown, but we never out of money)
Ah, shit (Huh)
Ah, shit (Huh, huh)
Ah, shit (star made the beat, I just took it out the oven)
Ah, shit

[Chorus]
Huh, I'm jet-setting, my right wrist is best dressed, man (Best)
She's so grimy, I let this bitch just call me [?] (Yeah)
I love her best friend, she's fuckin' me, that's not my cousin (Yeah)
I love [?], whatever, nigga, I ain't worried (Yeah)

[Verse 1]
You can’t disturb me, I got your main ho swervin' (Yeah)
She's tryna wife me, I tell 'em, "Pull up in a hurry" (Yeah)
My jaws hurtin', my jaw-jaw-jaw's hurtin' (Yeah)
Got diamonds all in my teeth, bitch, my jaw's hurtin' (Yеah)
Got girls all in the spot, I hope your neighbours hеar me (Yeah)
I lap it up when I fuck her, I get [?] like, okay (Yeah)
Rob a nigga with a .30, we beat his ass, oh yeah (Whoa)
Ah, yeah, beat his ass, oh yeah

[Chorus]
Huh, I'm jet-setting, my right wrist is best dressed, man (Yeah)
She's so grimy, I let this bitch just call me [?] (Yeah)
I love her best friend, she's fuckin' me, that's not my cousin (Yeah)
I love [?], whatever nigga, I ain't worried (Yeah)

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