rch ngga / bD btch

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Destroy Lonely - Rap, USA

rch ngga / bD btch

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[Intro] (Thanks 4ME) (Rich nigga) Uh (Uh) (Clayco on the beat) Uh (Uh) Uh (Uh) [Chorus] Vibe, vibe, vibe, vibe Yeah, rich nigga, vibe Yeah, bad bitch, vibe Late night, vibe, vibe, vibe Rich nigga, vibe Late night, vibe Late night, vibe Late night [Verse 1] I'm in this bitch and I'm fried, late night Hop in that whip, let's ride I got a bad ass bitch on my right hand side Three phones, and I keep 'em all on silent I'm wit' real deal slime, and they promotin' violence I got a top floor bitch, she don't got a stylist Yes, I come through, rockstar stylin' I gotta wrap my wrist up, nigga, it's so icy Yes, I throw your bitch up, nigga, if you try me I got dreads like a Rasta, and I'm gettin' high And I know that this hoе lyin', call that hoe Mufasa I'm not sayin' I'm fly, 'cause I'm flying farther I'm thе real Dark Lord, Darth Vader, I'm they father I might accidentally shit on a hater, you can't stop me I'm a real young nigga, no, I can't disguise it Got a mall worth of designer, stuck inside my closet Yes, I came a long way from shit, and then took knowledge I battle it all right out in the streets, didn't go to college I got white diamonds, same color, cauliflower Big pockets, spend that shit on whatever Bad bitch, spend the night, get hit whenever I told her "I'm on the way", she pullin' up whenever And I never thought I'd be a young rich nigga Nah, I can't tell you how it feel, if you never live this shit, nigga And I love my brothers 'cause they tell me when I'm off a bit, nigga You was holding, that's on me, how the fuck could I forget, nigga? I don't give a fuck, nigga Vibe, vibe, vibe, uh [Chorus] Vibe, vibe, vibe, vibe Yeah, rich nigga, vibe Yeah, bad bitch, vibe Late night, vibe, vibe, vibe Rich nigga, vibe Late night, vibe Late night, vibe Late night [Verse 2] I'm in this bitch and I'm fried, late night I'm on a real young rich nigga vibe Late night, bad bitch, hair up tied Late night, she suckin' dick while I drive Yeah, rich nigga, don't got time Yeah, bad bitch, don't got time, either Yes, I need this money, and I know I don't need her But this bitch get money, so why would I leave her? If you want it all, baby, you get [?] Smokin' real big dope, nigga, gotta eat something I got two hoes, nigga, finna have a threesome Got a whole lotta money, yes, I keep some bands on me Take a whole lotta flights, I'm thinkin' about London next And we didn't have no drop, nigga, sippin' Tussionex No, I want your top, I do not want no sex Only time you get my dick is if you touch a check So bitch, just vibe, vibe [Chorus] Vibe, vibe, vibe, vibe Yeah, rich nigga, vibe Yeah, bad bitch, vibe Late night, vibe, vibe, vibe Rich nigga, vibe Late night, vibe Late night, vibe, vibe, vibe [Outro] God damn, my diamond earrings It's kinda fuckin' shit up while I'm tryna have these headphones and shit, shit hurtin'

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Credits

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  • 4ME
  • Clayco
  • Destroy Lonely