​feel better lyrics

[Intro]
(Clayco)
Yeah, uh, yeah
Yeah, uh, yeah
Yeah, uh, yeah
Yeah, yeah, uh, yeah

[Chorus: Destroy Lonely]
And that lil' b*tch so bad, can I get your number? (Can I get your number?)
And I'm gon' get the sack, I won't f*cking fumble (Fumble, uh)
I'm in the stu' high as f*ck eatin' chicken nuggets, n*gga (Chicken nuggets, n*gga)
And I swear I trust money before I trust these n*ggas
I got your b*tch wet like some swimmin' trunks lil' n*gga (Yeah)
I'm rocking Rick sweats, this not Tommy Hilfigers (Yeah, uh)
I'm out in LA, I'm seeing hella' hills, n*gga (Uh)
I'm smoking dope 'cause it make a n*gga feel better (Yеah, yeah, uh)

[Verse 1: Destroy Lonely]
Yeah, for real n*gga
Yеah, we on the drill n*gga (Drill n*gga)
My b*tch got house on the hill, n*gga (On the hill, n*gga)
And this sh*t is so sick like I'm Hilfiger (Like I'm Hilfiger)
I'm in this b*tch balling like I'm Scotty, n*gga (Scotty, uh)
Geeked up, goin' Scotty n*gga
Blowin' Gelato, and Biscotti n*gga
I got these foreign hoes on the Molly n*gga (Yeah, the molly)
Yeah, what the f*ck is your problem n*gga?
If you try me, I call up my shotta n*gga (Bap)
We got kicked out of school 'cause they shot a n*gga (Bap)
And now I'm getting fly like a rocket n*gga (Oh, yeah)
Let's just keep this sh*t rolling like rocket power (Yeah)
If she bad enough then I could f*ck for hours (Yeah)
Matter of fact, I'ma give that b*tch money showers (Yeah)
I'm in the trap spot watchin' f*cking Power
[Chorus: Destroy Lonely]
And that lil' b*tch so bad, can I get your number? (Can I get your number?)
And I'm gon' get the sack, I won't f*cking fumble (Fumble, uh)
I'm in the stu' high as f*ck eatin' chicken nuggets, n*gga (Chicken nuggets, n*gga)
And I swear I trust money before I trust these n*ggas
I got your b*tch wet like some swimmin' trunks lil' n*gga (Yeah)
I'm rocking Rick sweats, this not Tommy Hilfigers (Yeah, uh)
I'm out in LA, I'm seeing hella' hills, n*gga (Uh)
I'm smoking dope 'cause it make a n*gga feel better (Yeah, yeah, uh)

[Verse 2: ATL Smook]
It's the Rick fit, only know it cost a [?] (Yeah)
Get your b*tch n*gga, I'ma hit her from the back (Yeah)
Smoking 'Za and weed, you might catch a contact (Yeah)
I ride in foreigns, I don't really do the 'Scats (Do the 'Scats)
Lookin' for me, b*tch, the bank want that (Want that)
I get this cheese, but I do not f*ck with rats (Rats)
Cat in the Hat but these n*ggas big cap (Big cap)
Big FN on me, it push his wig back (Wig back)
So out of reach, somewhere up in the hills (Yeah)
And I don't want no bankroll, just give me your thrill
All this ice on me, I caught a chill (Yeah)
Boy I know that you not killing for real (For real)
Rural baby nasty when she off a pill
She say I'm conceiving, well I'm a big deal
For real (For real)
[Chorus: Destroy Lonely]
And that lil' b*tch so bad, can I get your number? (Can I get your number?)
And I'm gon' get the sack, I won't f*cking fumble (Fumble, uh)
I'm in the stu' high as f*ck eatin' chicken nuggets, n*gga (Chicken nuggets, n*gga)
And I swear I trust money before I trust these n*ggas
I got your b*tch wet like some swimmin' trunks lil' n*gga (Yeah)
I'm rocking Rick sweats, this not Tommy Hilfigers (Yeah, uh)
I'm out in LA, I'm seeing hella' hills, n*gga (Clayco)
I'm smoking dope 'cause it make a n*gga feel better (Yeah, yeah, uh)

[Outro: Destroy Lonely]
Yeah (Make a n*gga feel better)