Destroy Lonely - Tokyo Mission Impossible paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson Tokyo Mission Impossible - Destroy Lonely



I'm on a mission
I gotta go get that money, go get it
I told my bae, I'll be back and I miss her
I'm on my way, finna blow like a missile
I'm rockin' Rick Owen jeans, not Evisu
I make these fuck niggas bleed, just like menstrual
I put in work lil' bitch, I don't get injured
I got an all black fit, bitch I drip like ninja
Yes, I cook up like I'm stuck in the kitchen
Be cool when you walk in, my hitta might get you
I got racks on the way and my palms steady itchin'
And just like karate, this perc ten kicked in
I think I'm startin' to see the difference
I learned how to swim while they stuck in the deep-end
Did this shit on my own, ain't no way that I'm depend-
Ing on anybody else lil' nigga 'cause I get it
If you don't got it then I get it
I got a bad bitch, tell her lemme see her kitty
I'm in this bit rollin' like I'm usin' heelies
I got this bitch tore up like fuckin' achilles
She ride the dick, but she not doin' wheelies
And I'm going up, don't know who really with me
If it's up then it's stuck, so you not fuckin' with me
And I get high as fuck, just like Bobby and Whitney
(Yeah)
I'm on a mission,
I gotta go get that money, go get it
I told my bae, I'll be back and I miss her
I'm on my way, finna blow like a missile
I'm rockin' Rick Owen jeans, not Evisu
I make these fuck niggas bleed, just like menstrual
I put in work lil' bitch, I don't get injured
Yeah, I'm in all black fit, bitch I drip like ninja
I'm tryna get rich, so I'm thinkin' different
I tried to teach them some shit and no they didn't listen
I'm rockin' YSL jeans and they fitted
I'm on the top of the highest building, bitch I'm livin'
I only fuck with the finest bitches, guess I'm different
All of my brothers they bangin', you could just dipped bruh
I'm in the stu' like I'm boxing, makin' all the hits bruh
I'm on rodeo shoppin', tryna get me a fit bruh
I told your bitch she can't top me, then she threw a fit bruh
She so sticky-icky, can't get her off my dick, dawg
I'm in the telly bitch, I'm havin' incidentals
I told your hoe to pull up to the Intercontinental
This shit straight off the dome, no, I don't need a pencil
We put that fye to your dome, and I bet you get to pissin'
I guess I'm good at this game, I keep completin' missions
I think they mad at the game, these niggas they don't get it
(These niggas suck bro, on God)
(Yeah)
I'm on a mission, I gotta go get that money, go get it
I told my bae, I'll be back and I miss her
I'm on my way, finna blow like a missile
I'm rockin' Rick Owen jeans, not Evisu
I make these fuck niggas bleed, just like menstrual
I put in work lil' bitch, I don't get injured
I'm rockin' all black drip, bitch I move like ninja
(Move like a ninja... Tell her I miss her)



Writer(s): Bobby Sandimanie


Destroy Lonely - </3
Album </3
date de sortie
25-09-2020




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