Destroy Lonely

Red Light
Rave Red light, stopped in my brain but I don't miss ya A whole lot of drink, I’m pouring up by the pitcher A whole lot of money is coming in, I'm richer They all know my name, the look killer Check me out, baby, check my fit, let's take a picture He’s a lame, he's a opp, baby, unfamiliar Keep a FN under my seat for fuck niggas I been going brazy, getting high as ever She want to fuck me right now, but let me check my schedule I gotta turn these lights down, and now, I'm feeling better I gotta put my shades on, and now, I'm feeling better I seen the devil I put it on, I'm fresh and fly but light as feathers My lifestyle turnin' up, it's lit as ever If she treat me right, then I'ma treat her special She said we fell in love last night, I don’t remember Rave Red light, stopped in my brain but I don’t miss ya A whole lot of drink, I'm pouring up by the pitcher A whole lot of money is coming in, I’m richer They all know my name, the look killer Check me out, baby, check my fit, let's take a picture He's a lame, he's a opp, baby, unfamiliar Letras de cancionesKeep a FN under my seat for fuck niggas They throw dirt on my name but I don’t care A whole lot of ice on my chain, oh. yeah, for realer I keep a real gangster bitch, huh, huh, GloRilla She a rockstar, check out her neck, it's on vanilla Every night a party Black fur cover up the floor in my ride I'm the Dark Lord, baby, I live in the night time (Ayy) Shawty say she riding First time I seen the money I damn near cried I be cashing out on everything that I see, it's mine Back then without the money I was damn near losin' my mind I can go and buy diamonds and do it all the time But if the bitch poppin' fly shit, that's what gon' make her mine Close your eyes, if you trust me, baby, then it's ours I ain't trying if it ain't about the dollar signs Four wheel drive Trackhawk whip, yeah, we slidin' Separate lives, Hannah Montana, Miley Cyrus (Yes) Rave Red light, stopped in my brain but I don't miss ya A whole lot of drink, I'm pouring up by the pitcher A whole lot of money is coming in, I'm richer They all know my name, the look killer Check me out, baby, check my fit, let's take a picture He's a lame, he's a opp, baby, unfamiliar Keep a FN under my seat for fuck niggas From Letras Mania