Destroy Lonely
It’s Up
[Intro]
(I told that boy, here, let's get up)

[Chorus]
Yeah, he say he want smoke
Yeah, I tell him, come here, let's get up
Yeah, this ho say she want me
Yeah, I told her "Link up and let's fuck"
I get dough, bitch, I walk in the bank
Yeah, I tell 'em to give me my money
I'm high as fuck, bitch, I can't even think
Yeah, I'm laughing, they asking "What's funny"
I let that ho hit my dope, play my song, hit the dougie
I was just fucked up and broke, then she dumped me
Yeah, I told that lil' ho she can't fuck me
Why? 'Cause, bitch, back then, you dubbed me
I walk in this ho and I'm fresher than fuck, yes, these designer shoes when I'm kickin' my shit
And I know that you don't want no pressure, lil' boy, 'cause this FN stick pop you like a zit

[Verse]
At my shows out there, bitches showin' tits
I put white-gold diamonds on my wrist
I keep sippin' drank, bitch, I love this shit
Ask her what she thinking, 'cause I love this bitch
I'm in my rockstar mode, bitch I'm turnt up
No Stylist shit with these shades on, bitch, I'm lit
Pop a perc, then a molly, I'm geeked up, bitch, in this muhfucka, yes, I'm just losin' my shit
I'm with my slime, bitch, yes, we goin' schiz'
Just like a kickflip, bitch, man, a young n***a sick
Fully auto stick came with a switch
I got this bitch and she just came with a bitch
My shoota, he just put that K in the stick
Old man shit, walkin' with a cane in this bitch
Here with some bloods, bitch, but yes, I fuck with them crips
LA with all blue hundreds, RIP to Nip
[Chorus]
Yeah, he say he want smoke
Yeah, I tell him, come here, let's get up
Yeah, this ho say she want me
Yeah, I told her "Link up and let's fuck"
I get dough, bitch, I walk in the bank
Yeah, I tell 'em to give me my money
I'm high as fuck, bitch, I can't even think
Yeah, I'm laughing, they asking "What's funny"
I let that ho hit my dope, play my song, hit the dougie
I was just fucked up and broke, then she dumped me
Yeah, I told that lil' ho she can't fuck me
Why? 'Cause bitch back then you dumped me
I walk in this ho and I'm fresher than fuck, yes, these designer shoes when I'm kickin' my shit
And I know that you don't want no pressure, lil' boy, 'cause this FN stick pop you like a zit

[Verse 2]
Twin, guess what, what
Damn, these fuck n***as broke
This ho, want my nut, nut
Damn, I can't even go
Bitch, the dark lord just went and hopped in a Ghost
This some top floor Boss shit, you already know
I'm the top floor boss in case you didn't know
And I lose a whole lotta bitches, I be actin' cold
I got this bald head bitch, she look like Amber Rose
Bitch I'm real deal slime, I'm tryna wipe your nose
I got black shit, bitch, and it's all on my clothes
I gotta real bad bitch finna give me throat
On all ten, and I'm never gon' fold
Yes, bitch, you already know, it's lit, in this bitch wit' my bro
My n***a hold up, here go the hoes
I gotta fetish, for designer clothes
She ready, she came in with no clothes
Bitch, I'm ready, yes, I'm ready to go
Just like Freddy, this bitch go, where I go
I stick to code and never fold on my n***as, no, no, no, no
I spent like twelve on these lil' kicks, n***a, it say Prada on the logo
Bitch, yeah, bitch, let's go, go, go, go
If she suck dick good, then I might buy this bitch some new clothes
My boy just put a hundred round on the stick, when he shoot that bitch, he ain't reload
Ain't no way I'm finna worry 'bout a bitch, n***a, rather get this shit on my own
[Chorus]
Yeah, he say he want smoke
Yeah, I tell him, come here, let's get up
Yeah, this ho say she want me
Yeah, I told her "Link up and let's fuck"
I get dough, bitch, I walk in the bank
Yeah, I tell 'em to give me my money
I'm high as fuck, bitch, I can't even think
Yeah, I'm laughing, they asking "What's funny"
I let that ho hit my dope, play my song, hit the dougie
I was just fucked up and broke, then she dumped me
Yeah, I told that lil' ho she can't fuck me
Why? 'Cause big bank did, and you dumped me
I walk in this ho and I'm fresher than fuck, yes, these designer shoes when I'm kickin' my shit
And I know that you don't want no pressure, lil' boy, 'cause this FN stick pop you like a zit