My Wrist* Destroy Lonely

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[Chorus]
I make sure I’m fresher every time
I make sure she fresher every time
Pull up way hotter than summer time
Diamonds way too cold, winter time, it cool you off

[Verse]
I’m the big dog, yeah, ‘lil nigga simmer down
You ain’t doing nun, you ain’t going brazy right now
I just fucked a nun so I could be closer to God
I done blew that money, that’s another hundred thousand
I went blew that money, 25K on Louis Vuitton
I then blew that money, 16K in Chrome Hearts, shawty
We touch down in Ashley, yeah wе skiing right now
I go snowboard, [?]
I go all pint with my wrist right now
You can snowboard on my diamonds right now
All my money going up and she going downhill
Buy her еvery ski boots, we ain’t going downhill
Chanel, Balenciaga, anything it ain’t no problem
Anything I want I pop it, anything I want I bought
You do Celine, Saint Laurent, Armani every time we shopping
I go NYC, Merci Street, baby, I’m shit poppin’
Tell your hoe nigga you with me, and i’ve been getting you fly
No more commercial flights for this young nigga, baby, I’m going private
Said you want something to eat, I take her way overseas, Italian
I don’t sip no liquor, I pour codeine in a wine glass
I’m the top floor boss everybody know me, paparazzi stylist
Bring the TMZ, they said all my shows just fucking madness
I’ve been running through this bread, I can’t even fuck with everybody backwards
I’ve been running through her head, she keep on thinking ‘bout me crazy
I got all these bitches tryna come and fuck me out, my baby
I’ve been getting, richer, richer, richer, yeah, okay