Текст песни wagwan - Destroy Lonely
(Wagwan)
Wagwan,
nigga,
what
goin'?
(What
goin'?)
My
pants
sagging,
my
gun
showing
My
money
way
more
greener
than
lawns
I
go
bad
boy,
Martin
Lawrence
(Martin
Lawrence)
I
got
a
bad
bitch,
she
a
foreign
(she
a
foreign)
I'm
up
top
nigga
in
New
York
And
my
big
bro
just
came
from
court
I
got
a
stack
full
of
all
ones
I'm
with
some
pretty
hoes
having
fun
I'm
an
Italian,
dripping
in
Milan
I
only
smoke
41,
don't
want
no
Runtz
I'm
moving
state
to
state,
I'm
on
the
run
That's
why
I
hate
to
face
it,
ain't
a
front
That's
why
I
hate
these
niggas,
they
ain't
nothing
That's
why
I
hate
these
bitches,
they
ain't
nothing
I'm
getting
paid,
no,
I
can't
be
sad
Fucking
this
bitch
and
I'm
breaking
her
back
Came
through
with
a
whole
lot
of
cash
Came
through
with
a
whole
lot
of
weed
to
smoke
on
And
my
diamonds
stay
getting
freeze
They
way
too
cold,
they
on
snow
cone
No,
I'm
not
Quavo,
but
baby,
I
count
up
by
the
Hunchos
And
I'm
way
too
lit,
if
I
pop
out
with
this
bitch,
can't
go
through
the
front
door
And
she
way
too
wet,
when
I
hop
up
in
this
bitch,
I
need
a
poncho
(whole
gang)
I
ain't
even
tryna
talk
if
it
ain't
about
money,
I
can't
hear
it
(hear
it)
I
ain't
even
tryna
fuck
with
that
lil'
bitch
if
she
ain't
serious
(she
ain't
serious)
CELINE,
Chanel,
when
you
ask
for
the
fashion
demon,
it
ring
a
bell
No,
I'm
not
playing
fair
I
spent
so
much
on
this
ring,
I'm
kind
of
embarrassed
I
don't
even
like
to
do
too
much
My
bitch,
she
do
too
much,
I
don't
care
I'm
sipping
on
codeine
Counting
up
money
while
this
bitch
do
my
hair
Wagwan,
nigga,
what
goin'?
(What
goin'?)
My
pants
sagging,
my
gun
showing
My
money
way
more
greener
than
lawns
I
go
bad
boy,
Martin
Lawrence
(Martin
Lawrence)
I
got
a
bad
bitch,
she
a
foreign
(she
a
foreign)
I'm
up
top
nigga
in
New
York
And
my
big
bro
just
came
from
court
I
got
a
stack
full
of
all
ones
I'm
with
some
pretty
hoes
having
fun
I'm
an
Italian,
dripping
in
Milan
I
only
smoke
41,
don't
want
no
Runtz
I'm
moving
state
to
state,
I'm
on
the
run
That's
why
I
hate
to
face
it,
ain't
a
front
That's
why
I
hate
these
niggas,
they
ain't
nothing
That's
why
I
hate
these
bitches,
they
ain't
nothing
Wagwan,
nigga,
what
goin'?
(What
goin'?)
My
pants
sagging,
my
gun
showing
My
money
way
more
greener
than
lawns
I
go
bad
boy,
Martin
Lawrence
(Martin
Lawrence)
I
got
a
bad
bitch,
she
a
foreign
(she
a
foreign)
I'm
up
top
nigga
in
New
York
And
my
big
bro
just
came
from
court
I
got
a
stack
full
of
all
ones
I'm
with
some
pretty
hoes
having
fun
I'm
an
Italian,
dripping
in
Milan
I
only
smoke
41,
don't
want
no
Runtz
I'm
moving
state
to
state,
I'm
on
the
run
That's
why
I
hate
to
face
it,
ain't
a
front
That's
why
I
hate
these
niggas,
they
ain't
nothing
That's
why
I
hate
these
bitches,
they
ain't
nothing
(yeah)
1 how u feel?
2 if looks could kill
3 fly sht
4 which one
5 raver
6 came in wit
7 by the pound
8 all the time
9 biggest problem
10 chris paul
11 superstar
12 new new
13 right now
14 which way
15 wagwan
16 moment of silence
17 brazy girls
18 goin up
19 passenger
20 promo
21 worth it
22 redlight
23 make sum work
24 safety - interlude
25 your eyes
26 money & sex
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