back sippin Destroy Lonely
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[Intro]
Oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Yeah
[Chorus]
Yeah, took a couple days off, now I'm back sippin' (Yeah, woah)
Took a couple years off, now I'm back trippin' (I'm back trippin')
Took the training wheels off and now I'm poppin' wheelies (I'm poppin' wheelies)
Gotta dust the old swag, all these niggas bit it (Yeah, they bit it)
Walkin' inside Balenciaga, spend the whole ticket (The whole, whole)
My neck and wrist cost the whole ticket, but my clothes vintage (Clothes vintage)
I shine brighter than lights, huh, huh, I'm goin' strobe, nigga (Strobe, nigga)
Switch up my hoes, nigga, switch out my old bitches
I'm smokin' Undertaker dope, that means it's strong, nigga (Yeah)
And I spend a couple thousand every month on some cologne, nigga (On some cologne, nigga)
I gotta change my phone number up 'cause I don't even know niggas (I don't know)
I might need to pour another cup, I don't think I'm gon' feel it
No, you cannot break my heart, bitch, I ain't got no feelings (Uh, yeah)
[Verse]
Yeah, my Sprite so dirty, huh, like a four-wheeler
Shawty want the Saint Laurent, she don't want a broke nigga
I been spendin' niggas whole life for my coat, nigga (Woah, woah)
Tennis chain so damn tight, it make you choke, nigga (Woah, woah)
And my swag so damn tight, it ain't no room for ya (Woah, woah)
If she bad, I'ma change my schedule, make some room for her (Make some room for her)
Oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Yeah
[Chorus]
Yeah, took a couple days off, now I'm back sippin' (Yeah, woah)
Took a couple years off, now I'm back trippin' (I'm back trippin')
Took the training wheels off and now I'm poppin' wheelies (I'm poppin' wheelies)
Gotta dust the old swag, all these niggas bit it (Yeah, they bit it)
Walkin' inside Balenciaga, spend the whole ticket (The whole, whole)
My neck and wrist cost the whole ticket, but my clothes vintage (Clothes vintage)
I shine brighter than lights, huh, huh, I'm goin' strobe, nigga (Strobe, nigga)
Switch up my hoes, nigga, switch out my old bitches
I'm smokin' Undertaker dope, that means it's strong, nigga (Yeah)
And I spend a couple thousand every month on some cologne, nigga (On some cologne, nigga)
I gotta change my phone number up 'cause I don't even know niggas (I don't know)
I might need to pour another cup, I don't think I'm gon' feel it
No, you cannot break my heart, bitch, I ain't got no feelings (Uh, yeah)
[Verse]
Yeah, my Sprite so dirty, huh, like a four-wheeler
Shawty want the Saint Laurent, she don't want a broke nigga
I been spendin' niggas whole life for my coat, nigga (Woah, woah)
Tennis chain so damn tight, it make you choke, nigga (Woah, woah)
And my swag so damn tight, it ain't no room for ya (Woah, woah)
If she bad, I'ma change my schedule, make some room for her (Make some room for her)
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