​Destroy Lonely – which one Lyrics

“Look Killa” was first previewed on October 21, 2022.

It was then previewed by King Bob via twitter on April 6, 2023.

​which one Lyrics by Destroy Lonely

[Intro]
Woah, woah
Woah, look killer (Rave)
Look killer (Rave)
Look killer

[Chorus]
I come in when they wakin’ up
My twin slide by, he’ll take your money
All these niggas said they makin’ money
But, honestly, they don’t make enough
And they may get nothin’
That bitch keep frontin’
My Trackhawk Jeep, I’m racin’, dawg
All this codeine help my diamonds
Pop a G6 molly and I’m takin’ off
Honestly, I don’t do the love
And I’m stiff on hoes, but I like you, shawty
We just drink hard, we don’t go to no parties
All these prices, that’s the Top Floor pharmacy
I’m off all these drugs, I don’t go to no clubs
And all these bitches tryna comе through and fuck me
I’m tryna figure out which one lovе me
I’m tryna figure out which one trust me

[Verse 1]
My chain keep swangin’, my gang keep gangin’
My bitch come through like all the time
All I see is dollar signs, my brand new shades Balenciaga
All these clothes, I got Vetements, prolly
Yes, I’m the nigga that made NO STYLIST
I go shoppin’, no personal shopper
Ain’t nobody touchin’ my swag
I got way too much weed, too much drank
And my bag don’t touch that bag
I get way too fly, I’m jet lagged
And your bitch jet lag
I just keep on goin’ back to back
With these hits and with this swag
We just keep on goin’ back to back
And honestly I’m tryna bag it
I keep a FN right on my hip
Make a pussy nigga back up
I go rockstar, raver, cowboy
And I put my weed in tobacco
I use my tennis chain as a lasso
Most of these bitches just some nat hoes
I had to switch up my last ho
I’m not the nigga from last year
[Chorus]
I come in when they wakin’ up
My twin slide by, he’ll take your money
All these niggas said they makin’ money
But, honestly, they don’t make enough
And they may get nothin’
That bitch keep frontin’
My Trackhawk Jeep, I’m racin’, dawg
All this codeine help my diamonds
Pop a G6 molly and I’m takin’ off
Honestly, I don’t do the love
And I’m stiff on hoes, but I like you, shawty
We just drink hard, we don’t go to no parties
All these prices, that’s the Top Floor pharmacy
I’m off all these drugs, I don’t go to no clubs
And all these bitches tryna come through and fuck me
I’m tryna figure out which one love me
I’m tryna figure out which one trust me

[Verse 2]
All of this shit get ugly
I put a mask on, I’m not ugly
I just be countin’ up all this money
I just be countin’ up all this money
She said I smell good when she hug me
I think she smell good when she hug me
Can’t let a broke bitch touch me
Can’t let a broke nigga touch me
Can’t let a hot nigga touch me
My diamonds polished, and yours are rusty
My diamonds rainin’, I use an umbrella
From all of the doors on the Cullinan (Yeah)
Her pussy rain and I use an umbrella
From all of the doors on the Cullinan (Yeah)
Back seat, roll up another one (Yeah)
Back seat, I pour up another cup (Yeah)
I’m a lil’ killer, I came to kill
And honestly these scarin’ bad (Yeah)
I might be the flyest in America
Tell these fuck niggas try it, I’m darin’ them
I’m the best and it ain’t no comparison
And she call me one time, I’m there
And my brother called me up, enough
I put the platinum all in my hair (Yeah)
Rockstar, uh (Yeah)
[Chorus]
I come in when they wakin’ up
My twin slide by, he’l take your money
All these niggas said they makin’ money
But, honestly, they don’t make enough
And they may get nothin’
That bitch keep frontin’
My Trackhawk Jeep, I’m racin’, dawg
All this codeine help my diamonds
Pop a G6 molly and I’m takin’ off
Honestly, I don’t do the love
And I’m stiff on hoes, but I like you, shawty
We just drink hard, we don’t go to no parties
All these prices, that’s the Top Floor pharmacy
I’m off all these drugs, I don’t go to no clubs
And all these bitches tryna come through and fuck me
I’m tryna figure out which one love me
I’m tryna figure out which one trust me (Yeah)