Lyrics 20YRS OLD - Destroy Lonely

Yup
Got no time for hoes, bitch, I get my money up
Cash, shows, bitch, I get my money up

Yeah, we in here, we geeked, we on a whole lotta drugs
Yeah, I been outside, bitch, I love all my thugs
Yeah, my boy, he love his fire, he in love with his gun
Ever since I was like five, bitch, I knew I'd be the one

Yeah, I'm 20 years old, bitch, no, I'm not 21
I could fuck a stripper ho, but I can't go in the club
I get 15K a show, bitch, I get my money up
I ain't got no time for hoes, bitch, I get my money up

I fuck hella hoes, nigga, I don't give no fucks, damn
This ho tryna smash, I'm just tryna roll up Runtz
Damn, my hands keep lockin' up, 'cause I roll up hella blunts
Damn, my hands keep lockin' up, 'cause I count up hella funds

Damn, I don't know what I would do if I can't make no money
Damn, I done seen what niggas do when they can't get no money
I done seen what bitches do when they know you got money
I done seen the gang switch up and act like it was nun'

Bitch, I'm stunned, how the fuck these niggas ain't on nun'?
Riding round' in 'Raris, Lambos, and them big black trucks, man
Damn, I'm too fucked up, man, feel it in my gut, man
I took my ho to the doctor to lift up her butt, man, yeah

I get fresh and fly, lil' bitch, this shit ain't nothin'
Yeah, I'm cool and quiet, but please don't press my buttons
Damn, it's 12 outside, they ask you somethin', you ain't seen nothing
Yeah, suicide if you try my guys we get to bussin'

Yeah, we in here, we geeked, we on a whole lotta drugs
Yeah, I been outside, bitch, I love all my thugs
Yeah, my boy, he love his fire, he in love with his gun
Ever since I was like five, bitch, I knew I'd be the one

Yeah, I'm 20 years old, bitch, no, I'm not 21
I could fuck a stripper ho, but I can't go in the club
I get 15K a show, bitch, I get my money up
I ain't got no time for hoes, bitch, I get my money up

Bitch, I get my money up
Bitch, I get my money up
(I could fuck a stripper ho, but I can't...)
Bitch, I get my money up
Bitch, I get my money up