Destroy Lonely - Chrome Hearts Christmas
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{chorus}
Bitch
Jingle bells, it's a chrome hearts christmas
I got ho-ho-hoes on my phone, they miss me
I got different size stones and they all glisten
I put it on, don't strike a pose, but you can catch this picture
Huh, in here, can we slide, shawty?
I remember outside, droppin' pies off
I'm the look killer, hit the scene, not with pine-sol
{verse 1}
Yeah we smashin' out, we done burnt the fuckin' tires off
Put a thug in from aspen heights to aspen
Diamonds dancin' on my wrist, go rudolph and dasher
Every single stone on my neck froze up, goin' alaska
I use a iphone, yea, for all my plays, not no samsung
All this money on my phone, bitch, i'm gon' answer
If a freak hoe call my phone, i'm gon' answer
If a broke bitch call my phone, i won't answer
{chorus}
Bitch
Jingle bells, it's a chrome hearts christmas
I got ho-ho-hoes on my phone, they miss me
I got different size stones and they all glisten
I put it on, don't strike a pose, but you can catch this picture
Huh, in here, can we slide, shawty?
I remember outside, droppin' pies off
I'm the look killer, hit the scene, not with pine-sol
{verse 2}
I'm the look killer, i done lost my mind, dog
I'm the look killer, i done lost my mind, shawty
I been puttin' it on, i been doin' fine shawty
I been eatin' 'shrooms, i been livin' high shawty
I go white girl, yea the way i saw
I go key and peele, yea the way i cashout
I got so many drugs in my spot you'd think it's a stash house
I got so many sticks in my spot, lil' bitch, i'm stashed up
Huh, i'm in the whip, won't park it, gon' burn the asphalt
I put the chrome hearts right before all on the louis v duffle
I got a hoe comin' through, lil' bitch, i jump right in my duffle
I got a whole lot of cash on me, i stuff it in my duffle
Hop on the stage, all my fans sing my songs
You doin' me dirty, bitch, you know you doin' me wrong
Talkin' 'bout how i pick this cash over you, why the fuck would i be home
Talkin' 'bout how i pick this bag over you, bitch, you know you dead wrong
All this money on my mind
I can't blow it, bitch, i ain't got the time
I can't spend a second, nah, not right now
I ain't got no time to waste, not right now
{chorus}
Bitch
Jingle bells, it's a chrome hearts christmas
I got ho-ho-hoes on my phone, they miss me
I got different size stones and they all glisten
{chorus}
Bitch
Jingle bells, it's a chrome hearts christmas
I got ho-ho-hoes on my phone, they miss me
I got different size stones and they all glisten
I put it on, don't strike a pose, but you can catch this picture
Huh, in here, can we slide, shawty?
I remember outside, droppin' pies off
I'm the look killer, hit the scene, not with pine-sol
{verse 1}
Yeah we smashin' out, we done burnt the fuckin' tires off
Put a thug in from aspen heights to aspen
Diamonds dancin' on my wrist, go rudolph and dasher
Every single stone on my neck froze up, goin' alaska
I use a iphone, yea, for all my plays, not no samsung
All this money on my phone, bitch, i'm gon' answer
If a freak hoe call my phone, i'm gon' answer
If a broke bitch call my phone, i won't answer
{chorus}
Bitch
Jingle bells, it's a chrome hearts christmas
I got ho-ho-hoes on my phone, they miss me
I got different size stones and they all glisten
I put it on, don't strike a pose, but you can catch this picture
Huh, in here, can we slide, shawty?
I remember outside, droppin' pies off
I'm the look killer, hit the scene, not with pine-sol
{verse 2}
I'm the look killer, i done lost my mind, dog
I'm the look killer, i done lost my mind, shawty
I been puttin' it on, i been doin' fine shawty
I been eatin' 'shrooms, i been livin' high shawty
I go white girl, yea the way i saw
I go key and peele, yea the way i cashout
I got so many drugs in my spot you'd think it's a stash house
I got so many sticks in my spot, lil' bitch, i'm stashed up
Huh, i'm in the whip, won't park it, gon' burn the asphalt
I put the chrome hearts right before all on the louis v duffle
I got a hoe comin' through, lil' bitch, i jump right in my duffle
I got a whole lot of cash on me, i stuff it in my duffle
Hop on the stage, all my fans sing my songs
You doin' me dirty, bitch, you know you doin' me wrong
Talkin' 'bout how i pick this cash over you, why the fuck would i be home
Talkin' 'bout how i pick this bag over you, bitch, you know you dead wrong
All this money on my mind
I can't blow it, bitch, i ain't got the time
I can't spend a second, nah, not right now
I ain't got no time to waste, not right now
{chorus}
Bitch
Jingle bells, it's a chrome hearts christmas
I got ho-ho-hoes on my phone, they miss me
I got different size stones and they all glisten