[Intro]
(Go beyond)

[Verse 1: Dom Corleo]
Don't need no chorus
Got stars in the Wraith, this gorgeous
My bitch too bad, she gorgeous
Undercover, you can't afford this
Uh, had to put myself on, I never had no help
Yeah, left the bitch at home, told her go fuck herself
I'm seeing parallel, these drugs they ain't gon' do me well
I done made a couple bands, I threw them bitches in the well
I done took my losses but these dubs I take, I never tell
They done triеd to sweep me off my feet but man I never fеll
Uh, dead bodies come from Twitter fingers
I don't really be on the internet much, but I'm shootin' shit with these trigger fingers
New month, I'm in a new state
New bitch got some fat cake
OVO, I got a big Drac'
Ain't afraid to let some shit shake
Bad bitch gon' shake it up
All the money on the floor, rake it up
I'm done fucking you, I had enough
Got drugs on me, but I ain't the plug
Naked hoes, but it ain't a club
Stripper bitch tryna fall in love
Diamonds on me dance, double dutch
Get up out the way, fuck 'em up
[Bridge: Destroy Lonely]
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Bitch, let's go
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Bitch, let's go

[Verse 2: Destroy Lonely]
I ain't playin' with these n***as no more
Got a .9, goin' Tony Romo
Number Nine jeans, Tony Romo
Glock got a dick, n***a, yeah, no homo
I gotta vibe and she stuck on go mode
Yeah, you my slime, that's fasho
Yeah, you telling lies, bitch, yeah I know
"Can we do a [?], take a photo?"
Could be slidin', not a photo
In the mosh pit, at my show
Yeah, that's a thot then she not my hoe
Bitch I put it on, yeah
Playin' no defense on the [?]
Bitch I'm playin' no, yeah
Bitch I put on for all my folks
I take my number up won't wait to call my phone
Yeah, I take my bitches up, can't fuck that ho no more
Yeah, I changed my prices up, its ten bands for a show
Yeah, I fucked my money up and then go some more
Yeah, I woke up early just to smoke weed with my bros
Yeah, I woke up early just to smoke weed with my hoe
Yeah, fuck it I'm going Hollywood, don't talk to me no more
Yeah, fuck it I just typed it up and can't turn down no more
I was just in the backseat of that Maybache, smokin' dope
I was just in the frontseat with yo bitch, and then she gave me throat
I just died my hair like grey and white, lil' bitch, 'cause I'm the goat
Yeah if you play that shit you gon' die, we just gon smoke you like the Pope