which way Lyrics – Destroy Lonely
I don’t know which way I’m goin’
I take the purple Wockhardt and pour it
I bought some brand new, new Rick Owens
I got a new bad *** and she goin’ all the way up with me
Yeah, she’s the finest *** in her city
I gotta go, go, go right now
If I up the fire, *** ***, get down
I shoot the shot, like what’s that sound
I’m ridin’ round with the stick right now
I went to go bust down, my chain, ring and earring brazy
I can’t even hear what you sayin’
I put that *** on a G5 plane
I’m on a G6, goin’ insane
My brand new watch is a old Plain Jane
My brand new *** in Balenciaga
My old *** rock vintage Prada
I can get you Chanel, no problem
Callin’ my jeweler, I want some diamonds
I keep goin’, these niggas can’t stop me
I’m way too B-I-G, who shot ya?
I sip codeine, I don’t sip liquor
My young *** been pullin’ them triggers
My new *** can’t touch my figures
These niggas dead-ass broke but I’m gettin’ so richer
I had to crop them out my picture
I do this *** for my momma, ***
If you stay down, I got you, ***
Check out the *** that we poppin’, ***
Poppin’, we poppin’ ***, poppin’, hey
I don’t know which way I’m goin’
I take the purple Wockhardt and pour it
I bought some brand new, new Rick Owens
I got a new bad *** and she goin’ all the way up with me
Yeah, she’s the finest *** in her city
I gotta go, go, go right now
If I up the fire, *** ***, get down
I shoot the shot, like what’s that sound
I’m ridin’ round with the stick right now
I went to go bust down, my chain, ring and earring brazy
I can’t even hear what you sayin’
I put that *** on a G5 plane
I been losin’ my mind
If I’m bein’ honesty, I ain’t even have time
All this drink goin’ straight to my mind
I been *** fashion splashin’
All-black super classic
*** way too mean, my baby sassy
And she can get what she want, just ask me
Rain fall, the codeine pours
Expensive drip, yeah, check out the logo
I’m outside takin’ fan photos
I gotta stay real, real lowkey
All these niggas tryna be like me
All these *** tryna *** on me
Honestly, I can’t get no sleep
I don’t know which way I’m goin’
I take the purple Wockhardt and pour it
I bought some brand new, new Rick Owens
I got a new bad *** and she goin’ all the way up with me
Yeah, she’s the finest *** in her city
I gotta go, go, go right now
If I up the fire, *** ***, get down
I shoot the shot, like what’s that sound
I’m ridin’ round with the stick right now
I went to go bust down, my chain, ring and earring brazy
I can’t even hear what you sayin’
I put that *** on a G5 plane