​catch a kill Destroy Lonely

[Part I]

[Verse]
Huh, huh, shawty, she dancin', making a scene
Ass bounce, trampoline, I got a whole lot of pints of lean
I got a whole lot of clothes, CELINE
I got a whole lot of sticks and ammo, bitch, I loaded the magazine
I look like to model, I look like I'm 'posed to just pose on the cover of magazines
My bitch like a model, she look too bad, but nah, she ain't too bad for me
Me and the gang, we slide, we creep
I'm in a Trackhawk Jeep, my boy in the 720S, McLaren
Suicide doors on the creature, my main ho trippin', yeah
'Cause I don't be caring, I'm too damn evil
I can't even lie, you pretty, baby, but I don't think that I need you
Huh, I'm sippin' on red, yeah, my young nigga'll wet you up
I got rich, upper echelon, my bad bitch too wet, yeah
I got water, I got way more water than a bathtub
I just been tweakin' lately, huh, I don't give no fuck
Tell that ho to pull up, I'ma throw it, throw more than a dub
Stripper party in the studio, I don't go to clubs
I'm at Prime Italian, in Miami, bitch, I'm eatin' good
I know my niggas tied, so I gotta get up out that hood
Know your tushy tight, yeah, I fuck that bitch, I fuck her good
I done burned the tires off the whip, I slide it through your hood
I don't get tired, real vamp, bitch, I'm up all night
I fuck thick hoes, real thick hoes, super thighs
Money, American Deli, I got a ten piece with some fries
She got a pink pussy, I call my lil' freak Nicki Minaj