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lirik lagu destroy lonely - countin' bitches

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[intro: christopher sabat]
my motivation was to be the best, to be the greatest saiyan alive, as i always had been
there was a moment when you actually said you gave up
surrender is an outcome far worse than defeat
i won’t tolerate that kind of weak behavior from a saiyan
never forget what you are, d~mn it, where is your saiyan pride?

[chorus]
one b~tch, two b~tch, three b~tch, four (four)
b.m. just went f~cked on your b.m. and that’s for sure (for sure)
these racks come out the mud, we blow dirty money on clothes
huh, green light, all of my lil’ vibеs, yeah, they on go
pull up, press thе issue
white model b~tch clean as the tissues
ain’t no hidin’, b~tch, you wanna pop your sh~t? we out to get you
my shooter trigger finger itchin’, he gon’ shoot that b~tch until it’s cl!ckin’ (yeah)
ain’t playin’ madden, b~tch, caught ’em outside, hit stick them, them blitzin’

[verse 1]
came up bustin’ cards, made a hundred large, bought a broad
i told her “step outside,” bring me made back that cash, we goin’ far
i just popped an x, this thick b~tch just popped a xanax bar
this is money baby, you already know my fit is black as tar (woo~woo)

[chorus]
one b~tch, two b~tch, three b~tch, four (four)
b.m. just went f~cked on your b.m. and that’s for sure (for sure)
these racks come out the mud, we blow dirty money on clothes
huh, green light, all of my lil’ vibes, yeah, they on go
pull up, press the issue
white model b~tch clean as the tissues
ain’t no hidin’, b~tch, you wanna pop your sh~t? we out to get you
my shooter trigger finger itchin’, he gon’ shoot that b~tch until it’s cl!ckin’ (yeah)
ain’t playin’ madden, b~tch, caught ’em outside, hit stick them, them blitzin’
[verse 2]
yeah, but f~ck all that
i got your b~tch up, stayin’ in my bedroom throwin’ it up and throwin’ it back
i been f~ckin’ the club up, i just dropped some love on b00by trap
i’m in the back with the mob boss, top floor with two c’s and i’m relaxed
codeine run in my veins, my blood is made of wock, wasn’t there for act’
geekin’ up for days, i f~cked a rack, get you a million stack
van cleef, hermés, she look like the front page
double g, baby g, double o, double o gang

[outro: fbg goat]


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