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hit! - destroy lonely lyrics

[intro]
(yeah, hit that b*tch and i’m gone)
yeah, yeah
(hit that b*tch and i’m gone)
yeah, yeah
(no more, i’m smokin’ dope)
yeah, yeah

[chorus]
yeah, woah, hit that b*tch and i’m gone
yeah, she was real, real bad, and she sucked me up ’cause she said she like my songs
yeah, i got a real deal mag, ’cause they thought i’d be down bad but b*tch i’m on
and i count real deal cash, lil’ b*tch, exotic weed my cologne
yeah, and when i land, i booked that spot, and tell that lil’ freak, “come over”
no, that’s not my mans, what he just made i went and spent that on clothes
i get real deal geeked, i sip that purple drank until i fall over
yes, she f*ck with me, and we don’t text, i just pull up, she bend over (yeah)

[verse]
yeah, and i think i’m done with dover (dover)
b*tch, i’m in la, i’m gettin’ fly, i’m lookin’ for brand new stores (stores)
b*tch, i’m in la, i’m way too high, i’m lookin’ for brand new hoes (hoes)
yeah, b*tch i got these racks, they all the way in, i’m finna get some more (some more)
yeah, b*tch i’m way, way up on the top floor, yeah and i’m just smokin’ dope (dope)
and these f*ck n*ggas always hate on me, but they don’t know me though (no)
yes, i got a black and white b*tch, yeah i’m finna make an oreo (on god)
and i just put a thick b*tch inside this rick, it show her camel toe (no lie)
yes, i’mma catch this fl!ck, yeah, finna get a cameo
yeah, n*ggas can’t see this (nah), d*mn, it’s like i’m in camo mode (camo mode)
d*mn, i just took his b*tch, yeah, and she say she don’t wanna go home
d*mn, i don’t want this b*tch no more, d*mn, i just passed that ho to my bro (my bro, yeah*yeah*yeah*yeah*yeah)
[chorus]
yeah, woah, hit that b*tch and i’m gone
yeah, she was real, real bad, and she sucked me up ’cause she said she like my songs
yeah, i got a real deal mag, ’cause they thought i’d be down bad but b*tch i’m on
and i count real deal cash, lil’ b*tch, exotic weed my cologne
yeah, and when i land, i booked that spot, and tell that lil’ freak, “come over”
no, that’s not my mans, what he just made i went and spent that on clothes
i get real deal geeked, i sip that purple drank until i fall over
yes, she f*ck with me, and we don’t text, i just pull up, she bend over
(yeah, b*tch bend over)

[chorus]
yeah, woah, hit that b*tch and i’m gone
yeah, she was real, real bad, and she sucked me up ’cause she said she like my songs (she likes my songs)
yeah, i got a real deal mag, ’cause they thought i’d be down bad but b*tch i’m on (b*tch i’m on)
and i count real deal cash, lil’ b*tch, exotic weed my cologne (my cologne)
yeah, and when i land, i booked that spot, and tell that lil’ freak, “come over”
no, that’s not my mans, what he just made i went and spent that on clothes
i get real deal geeked, i sip that purple drank until i fall over
yes, she f*ck with me, and we don’t text, i just pull up, she bend over

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