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Destruction
4,867
Hip-Hop/Rap
Destruction was released on October 20, 2017 by Homespun Media Group / PBG as a part of the album Pr3ssure
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Release DateOctober 20, 2017
LabelHomespun Media Group / PBG
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM62

Credits

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
The money keep comin', lil' ****
Your bitch, she gon' fuck with a ****
These rappers don't fuck with a ****
But I keep it on me, lil' ****
Ay, I'll pistol shoot, I'll miss
You gon' be a lonely lil' ****
Run up in a **** house
Just like I own the lil' ****
[Verse 2]
I just popped five Percs
And I got bitches on the booth
How 'bout that coupe
Them **** shoot
They on Xanax when they lookin' for you
Inside their pants look just like my shoe
Them was Chanels, cost a band or two
I wrapped them bales up in her room
Diamond's water like I fell in the pool
[Verse 3]
Gotta watch all the **** 'cause they watchin'
Hunnid band, ****, ain't no mission impossible
You hang with rats, call that lil' boy, Kim Possible
Heard you caught him, but I'm already stalkin'
I'm in yo' bushes and I got that chopper
Hotter than paint, ****, waka flocka
Two pints in me, kickin' shit, like it's soccer
Heard that yo' bitch with that low ho a bopper
[Verse 4]
Still blockin' shit, call me bocka
I got two pounds in the trunk, fuck a locker
I got two bitches with me talkin' proper
Talk about rocks, oh, ****, window shoppin'
Lumberjacks on my **** be choppin'
**** be pussy, I know they be coppin'
Lock twenty-seven on me and it's poppin'
If you a snake, there's bodies droppin'
[Verse 5]
When I get gas and **** shoppin'
Posted with hunnid rounds on the block
I got Molly Santana in my sock
If it's a problem, leave 'em shell shock
Balenciagas fuckin' up my sock
I keep a pocket rocket and it's cocked
That lil' bitch two toed, that's a Glock
I keep a Draco on me after dark
[Verse 6]
The money keep comin', lil' ****
Your bitch, she gon' fuck with a ****
These rappers don't fuck with a ****
But I keep it on me, lil' ****
Ay, I'll pistol shoot, I'll miss
You gon' be a lonely lil' ****
Run up in a **** house
Just like I own the lil' ****
[Verse 7]
OG, I mix it with wax
You know I'm a stoner, lil' ****
I cannot like in my raps
Turn the beat on, I go in, lil' ****
I'm in the trap house with the stove on
And the gas goin' through the vent
I'm in a new Benz with a tent
I came from droppin' gas on a Bent
[Verse 8]
Lil' ****, you guilty by association
Fifty round chopper on me like a Haitian
Keep it on me, ain't no time for vacation
Just tell me when, ****, drop the location
Trackin' **** like they ass was a ship
Soon as they touch down, I'ma flip it
Walk in a strip club and I'm tippin'
Catch 'em down there, walk them down and go get 'em
[Verse 9]
I'm on ten milligrams in this sprinter
How the fuck you gon' change on yo' ****?
**** ain't real, we know they pretendin'
Poor for deuce, but, ****, I'm sellin'
Down in Vegas, now they think that I'm pimpin'
Watch them **** 'cause I know they be snitchin'
Forty on me, me and Lodi be switchin'
Keep him with me 'cause you know he be clickin'
[Verse 10]
That **** the move, my young **** hit it
Call on my dons, you know they be with it
**** switchin', probably as hard as pigeons
Keep a stick like a **** pitchin'
Take from me, I'm gon' make yo' ass feel it
I got a bad bitch in the kitchen
Put on her face mask when you whip it
Started sellin' gas when I got suspended
[Verse 11]
The money keep comin', lil' ****
Your bitch, she gon' fuck with a ****
These rappers don't fuck with a ****
But I keep it on me, lil' ****
Ay, I'll pistol shoot, I'll miss
You gon' be a lonely lil' ****
Run up in a **** house
Just like I own the lil' ****
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