Destroy Lonely - check the fleet Lyrics

Lyrics check the fleet - Destroy Lonely



Yeah
Only thing on my mind is dollar signs (dollar signs)
I keep my fire by my side, baby, I'm outside (I'm outside)
I stay with the gang, shawty, huh, I got mob ties (I got mob ties)
I can't get caught up about no freak, 'cause they all mine (they all mine)
Pullin' out the whips, check the fleet, yeah, they all fired up (they all fired up)
I got a lil' blunt and I just rolled up, and I'm ready to fire it up (ready to fire it up)
No, I can't get booked, baby, I'ma flee if I hear police sirens (police sirens)
I get a brick for a show, I'm rockin' Balenciaga kicks, they freaky, they show my toes (they show my toes)
Huh, I do the swag real different, baby, I rock different clothes (different clothes)
Yeah, and I'm not just a rapper, baby, I'm more of a mogul (I'm a mogul)
European fashion shows, baby, I'm global, they just local
Huh, if I miss her, might write a letter (letter)
I spent 35-hundred on leathers (leathers)
These niggas fire, but I'm just better (better)
And the way, I use my words to get this cash, I say I'm clever (clever)
Bitch, it's life or death about this money, this shit now or never (never)
I get locked in with my gang, we tethered (tweakin')
I get locked in with my bitches, yeah, we stuck together
Yeah, I get dreadlocked in, cookin' up something special (somethin' special)
Beating on this pussy, and they head like I gotta put that ho in a full nelson
And we gon' knock they head off if they take something else
All I smoke is top-shelf
My diamonds way-way overwet, they froze as fuck, lil' shawty, help me (help me)
And I'm goin' way-way over fresh, I'm fresh to death, someone help me (help me)
I think I'm way-way overdressed, came in too fly, somebody help me (somebody help me, uh, yeah)
Only thing on my mind is dollar signs (dollar signs)
I keep my fire by my side, baby, I'm outside (I'm outside)
I stay with the gang, shawty, huh, I got mob ties (I got mob ties)
I can't get caught up about no freak, 'cause they all mine ('cause they all mine)
Pullin' out the whips, check the fleet, yeah, they all fired up (they all fired up)
I got a lil' blunt and I just rolled up, and I'm ready to fire it up (ready to fire it up)
No, I can't get booked, baby, I'ma flee if I hear police sirens (police sirens, yeah)
Look, baby, I just came to smash, ain't waste ya time now (waste yo' time now)
I might get you a new AP and just freeze ya time up (freeze ya time up)
I know they hate me 'cause I step out rockin' different designer (different designer)
Yeah, we stay real lowkey so much, you can't even find us (can't even find us)
Yeah, can't even find me (find me)
What I'm rockin' you can't even find it (huh)
I do Vetements and VVS diamonds (huh)
I do hunnids, I pass my assignments (huh)
I do hunnids, but really like thousands (yeah)
50-thousand, hundred-thousand
All these hoes tryna come my way, if I treat her wrong then they end up wildin' (uh)
All of my diamonds on ocean wave, come take a trip, I'm a walking island (walkin' island)
If I don't see a that day I don't get paid, might as well start a new lifetime (huh)
And all of my hoes go way past since they slayin', yeah, your ho fine (Yo' ho fine)
I ain't even have much to say 'cause money been the only thing on my mind (on my mind)
And I ain't really got too much to say, ain't gotta talk, I'm too fly (fly)
Bitch, I can't talk, I'm too high (huh)
She can't even walk, her ass too fat (huh)
Got to lean while I check my swag (yeah)
Spent a whole brick on a brand-new Balenciaga bag (yeah)
Spent a bitch whole BBL, on LV and Chanel (yeah)
Put the whole pound on the scale, I'm finna smoke this bitch, not sell (yeah)
Most of my partners felons, and my new bitch hot as hell (yeah, yeah)
Only thing on my mind is dollar signs (dollar signs)
I keep my fire by my side, baby, I'm outside (I'm outside)
I stay with the gang, shawty, huh, I got mob ties (I got mob ties)
I can't get caught up about no freak, 'cause they all mine ('cause they all mine)
Pullin' out the whips, check the fleet, yeah, they all fired up (they all fired up)
I got a lil' blunt and I just rolled up, and I'm ready to fire it up (ready to fire it up)
No, I can't get booked, baby, I'ma flee if I hear police sirens (police sirens)



Writer(s): Bobby Sandmanie, Corey Kerr, Jonah Abraham, Thomas Ross


Destroy Lonely - If Looks Could Kill (Directors Cut)
Album If Looks Could Kill (Directors Cut)
date of release
29-09-2023




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