ONTHEFLOOR Lyrics – Destroy Lonely
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I’m only like 20 years old but I seen a million and too many hoes
Uh, and I spend a lot on drugs and I spend a lot on designer clothes
I can’t put my trust in that guy cause’ I know all of these niggas gon’ fold
Uh, lil’ *** know you not that guy, I know a young *** come through with a roll
Yeah, I’m getting like so much cash, I’m getting like so much cash, ain’t sold my soul
And the *** got so much ass, the *** got so much ass, it drag on the floor
I let my chain swing, yeah my chain swing and it’s touching the floor
I’m on a private jet, I’m finna’ touch down in Brazil to rock out a show
I got a private text from this lil’ private *** she wanna’ do private ***
I’m on my private plane, I’m counting up racks and I’m getting fly lil’ ***
Uh, I stay getting paid, I stay in the stores, I stay buying all the ***
[?] lil’ ***
Uh, I’m telling the hoes if I pour ’em up they better drink all this ***
[?] we having all the sticks
Talking about mother *** paper, I’m getting all of it
Uh, yeah, I don’t got time for a hater, I can’t even see these niggas
Uh, this *** was 2d, I paid for her ass and now that *** 3d ***
[?] I ride around two deep ***
Uh, but I can’t be too deep ***
Uh, Cause’ I don’t even trust these niggas
Uh, and I don’t even trust these hoes
Huh, They just tryna’ [?]
[?] let’s go pour the whole pint up
My neck so froze
Uh, I look like a i-Pod skin
I’m only like 20 years old but I seen a million and too many hoes
Uh, and I spend a lot on drugs and I spend a lot on designer clothes
I can’t put my trust in that guy cause’ I know all of these niggas gon’ fold
Uh, lil’ *** know you not that guy, I know a young *** come through with a roll
Yeah, I’m getting like so much cash, I’m getting like so much cash, ain’t sold my soul
And the *** got so much ass, the *** got so much ass, it drag on the floor
I let my chain swing, yeah my chain swing and it’s touching the floor
I’m on a private jet, I’m finna’ touch down in Brazil to rock out a show
I’m in a brand new whip, this *** got *** doors go grab the rope
I caught a brand new ***, she tryna’ go back and forth, I told her let’s go
I rock a brand new chain, *** is a tennis chain, we don’t do the ropes
[?] my friends they go insane, you already know
Yeah, yeah, I’m hitting this ***, uh, yeah, and I’m grabbing her throat
Yeah, I’m staying inside, I’m stuck in the crib up in my room
I’m still screaming free my guys [?]
All these lil’ niggas live in disguise, yeah the real them they don’t show
I’m only like 20 years old but I seen a million and too many hoes
Uh, and I spend a lot on drugs and I spend a lot on designer clothes
I can’t put my trust in that guy cause’ I know all of these niggas gon’ fold
Uh, lil’ *** know you not that guy, I know a young *** come through with a roll
Yeah, I’m getting like so much cash, I’m getting like so much cash, ain’t sold my soul
And the *** got so much ass, the *** got so much ass, it drag on the floor
I let my chain swing, yeah my chain swing and it’s touching the floor
I’m on a private jet, I’m finna’ touch down in Brazil to rock out a show