Dis sh*t Different lyrics

[Intro: Destroy Lonely]
I bought D&G for my finest b*tches
(Clayco on the beat)
Yeah, lonely (You don't understand me, I’m just vibin', listen)
Yeah, lonely (I'm rockin' Alyx with the Y)
Yeah

[Verse 1: Destroy Lonely]
I just hit the spot and all the b*tches walkin' in
And I really rock the Ricky, 'cause the pockets kinda big
Yeah my brother brought the Glocky, yeah the big .45
See, I can lose a b*tch and go and cop another b*tch (Yeah, cop another b*tch)
Dis sh*t different
When I'm with the b*tch I tell her, "Please don't take no pictures"
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[Chorus: Destroy Lonely]
[?]
n*gga, five-star b*tch, got my mind on a mission
Rockin' Undercover jeans, you can't find me, I'm missing
You don't understand me, I’m just vibin', listen
See, I bought D&G for my finest b*tches
I'm so fly in this b*tch, think I might need a picture
And goddamn I'm so high, I just hope I don't miss her
Mix Alyx with the Y, lil' b*tch, this not Evisu
[?]
And see, I'm gettin' guap, there's no way that I need you
And no I'm not fearin' no n*gga cause I know they bleed too
[Verse 2: Destroy Lonely]
My Margiela smelling like weed
See this Christian Dior, we not rockin' Supreme
I just hit that hoe in the trap to my gang music
[?]
ATL, get money gang
[?]
Put the stock on the stick, 'cause I don't got no aim
Havin' YSL drip, no this not Helmut Lang
[?]
I had your b*tch on my di*k, she ain't know better
I'm in this b*tch cookin' up just like cake batter
And ain’t no way I can get lit to a broke b*tch
[?]
I brought that hoe to the spot just to throw
I can't run out of guap, b*tch, I been havin'
See, I just run it up, don't do no dissin' (No dissin')

[Chorus: Destroy Lonely & Mahdi]
[?]
n*gga, five-star b*tch, got my mind on a mission (Yeah)
Rockin' Undercover jeans, you can't find me, I'm missing (Yeah)
You don't understand me, I’m just vibin', listen (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Verse 3: Mahdi]
Ain't goin' home, so no, I can't stop
f*ck on the b*tch, 'cause I know she a thot
She wanna f*ck us, she see us at the top
We in a penthouse, we smokin' on short
Pull up in foreign, don't put it in park
You better validate sh*t
If a n*gga talkin' like he really want some smoke
Put the [?] on this sh*t
Put a baddie on a plane, I guess, I just shipped the b*tch
You got a chip on your shoulder, let's hit
You got a choppa, let's let that sh*t [?]
I got a .30, that b*tch is a twin
All of this money, I blow it to spin
All of these b*tches don't know how to [?]
All this designer, I feel that I'm lit, yeah
(Clayco on the beat)
[Chorus: Destroy Lonely]
[?]
n*gga, five-star b*tch, got my mind on a mission
Rockin' Undercover jeans, you can't find me, I'm missing
You don't understand me, I’m just vibin', listen
See, I bought D&G for my finest b*tches
I'm so fly in this b*tch, think I might need a picture
And goddamn, I'm so high, I just hope I don't miss her
Mix Alyx with the Y, lil' b*tch, this not Evisu
[?]
And see, I'm gettin' guap, there's no way that I need you
And no I'm not fearin' no n*gga cause I know they bleed too (I know they bleed too)

[Outro: Destroy Lonely]
And no I'm not fearin' no n*gga cause I know they bleed too
Mix Alyx with the Y, lil' b*tch, no, I'm not rockin' Evisu
Yeah, yeah, yeah