​feel better Destroy Lonely (Ft. ATL Smook)

[Intro]
(Clayco)
Yeah, uh, yeah
Yeah, uh, yeah
Yeah, uh, yeah
Yeah, yeah, uh, yeah

[Chorus: Destroy Lonely]
And that lil' bitch so bad, can I get your number? (Can I get your number?)
And I'm gon' get the sack, I won't fucking fumble (Fumble, uh)
I'm in the stu' high as fuck eatin' chicken nuggets, nigga (Chicken nuggets, nigga)
And I swear I trust money before I trust these niggas
I got your bitch wet like some swimmin' trunks lil' nigga (Yeah)
I'm rocking Rick sweats, this not Tommy Hilfigers (Yeah, uh)
I'm out in LA, I'm seeing hella' hills, nigga (Uh)
I'm smoking dope 'cause it make a nigga feel better (Yеah, yeah, uh)

[Verse 1: Destroy Lonely]
Yeah, for real nigga
Yеah, we on the drill nigga (Drill nigga)
My bitch got house on the hill, nigga (On the hill, nigga)
And this shit is so sick like I'm Hilfiger (Like I'm Hilfiger)
I'm in this bitch balling like I'm Scotty, nigga (Scotty, uh)
Geeked up, goin' Scotty nigga
Blowin' Gelato, and Biscotti nigga
I got these foreign hoes on the Molly nigga (Yeah, the molly)
Yeah, what the fuck is your problem nigga?
If you try me, I call up my shotta nigga (Bap)
We got kicked out of school 'cause they shot a nigga (Bap)
And now I'm getting fly like a rocket nigga (Oh, yeah)
Let's just keep this shit rolling like rocket power (Yeah)
If she bad enough then I could fuck for hours (Yeah)
Matter of fact, I'ma give that bitch money showers (Yeah)
I'm in the trap spot watchin' fucking Power