Destroy Em Lyrics

[Chorus]
We ain't got respect for niggas, pull up whack and wreckin' niggas
You can keep the body, I want that head, and pass her to my hitter
I'ma get the pistol, pistol whip you, you gon' get the picture
Get the bigger picture, baby girl, we booted off the jiggas
Niggas swear they gettin' to this money, he ain't seen no figures
Fauni Figueroa gettin' to them digits and your mistress

[Instrumental Bridge]

[Chorus]
We ain't got respect for niggas, pull up whack and wreckin' niggas
You can keep the body, I want that head, and pass her to my hitter
I'ma get the pistol, pistol whip you, you gon' get the picture
Get the bigger picture, baby girl, we booted off the jiggas
Niggas swear they gettin' to this money, he ain't seen no figures
Fauni Figueroa gettin' to them digits and your mistress

[Verse 1]
You don't wanna blink for a second, you don't wanna miss it
Trust me, baby, you don't wanna blink, you don't wanna miss this
I ain't flexin', I ain't frontin', braggin', that's just how I'm livin'
Why you think these niggas mad at Fauni? 'Cause they on that simp shit
Why you think these niggas out here perpetratin', player hatin'?
Why you think these niggas say they feel you like it's masturbation?
I will have these niggas whacked off, yeah, clapped off
I will have these niggas jacked off, yeah, Lily Moss
And she think a nigga so smooth, Luther Vandross
Rolling Loud Miami 2019, feeling like Rick Ross
Taking risks, chances, sacrifices, just to be the boss
Everybody 'round me get replaced 'cause I know the cost
All my old bitches got replaced, yeah, I know the cost
All these f*ck niggas get replaced, yeah, I know the cost
If you f*ck with me and now you don't then you took a loss
All my old hoes seen me on tv, feel like they took a loss
All the opps, they know they gotta jump me 'cause Fauni too strong Anybody runnin' up on me, yeah, he gettin' dropped
Wholesale full of janitors, custodians, we moppin'
Told that bitch if we gon' shoot it out right now then we gon' pop it
Pistol pop it, said lil' bitch body got a p*ssy poppin'
Hot nigga, got a real buzz, bitches say I'm poppin'
Young nigga got a Cuban Mami so she call me Papi
Spoiled brat, just to change my mind, she gon' give me sloppy
Bitch, you get the drop up on the opps like, "Roger that and copy"
Spaulding in my drawers how a nigga out here been ballin'
You could get your ass done right now, bitch, I still won't toss it
I'm out here with Lucki right now, feelin' f*cking flawless
All my bitches looking real good, lookin' f*cking gorgeous
And we got the proper stride right now, got the proper motive

[Instrumental Bridge]

[Verse 2]
Baby, this my dedication
All my niggas still smoking and we on probation
I done told these hoes, if I roll it up then I'ma lace it
All the pain I felt up in my heart, you know I'm gettin' faded
If I'm in Florida right now I'm chillin' with my Haitians
Shoutout to my niggas thuggin' in the streets gettin' money
Boy, you dumb as hell tryna run up on me, think you gettin' it from me
Niggas be so thirsty for a lick, lookin' like crash dummies
I can't be no [?] I don't pup it to no f*cking dummy
Live my life so good that them crackers tried to take it from me
Live my life so good that, my freedom, they won't take it from me
Niggas get a bad bitch, settle down, and get comfy
Then they run out of all they bands, stop fussin' money

[Chorus]
We ain't got respect for niggas, pull up whack and wreckin' niggas
You can keep the body, I want that head, and pass her to my hitter
I'ma get the pistol, pistol whip you, you gon' get the picture
Get the bigger picture, baby girl, we booted off the jiggas

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