Wish You Well Lyrics – Destroy Lonely

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[Intro]
Hmm-hmm-hmm
You know what I’m saying? Baby Money boss, Lil’ Money life
This ain’t a lifestyle (Love hurts), this s*it is life, woah
88, Woah
Popping, woah

[Chorus]
Yeah, I’m stepping in Rickies, just bought her Balenci’, the girl give me hickies, oh yeah (Woo)
Had to flee out the city, she say that she miss me but I ain’t even got time to lay up
I go New York City, added up my digits, got millions on millions, getting richer
Yeah, the bands came bigger, go jailbreak kitted, I’m fu*king up the streets going misisn’

I’ve been feeling well, my ice on well, got bands on bands, oh yeah
She go Celine, Chanel, you know that’s my girl, she’d pop it well
Baby Money borrow you the ‘tel, go Johnny Manziel, I’ll wish you well, yeah
And none of my n!ggas gon’ tell (Huh)
And all of my dope gon’ sell

[Verse]

[Told T, bro look?] the b!tch on her knees
The ho won’t cheat but I paid my fee
My swag Japanese, just check my receipts
My whips ain’t leased, they all for m
ot a real bad b!tch, she need a leash
Bust a real young ho, she a real deal treesh
Tomato, tomato, I got it, capeesh?
BM, top dollar, don’t gotta compete
Yeah, me and my dogs, we all gon’ eat
Just hit your thot, asked her what she need
My shirt’s cashmere and my chain gon’ swing
Yeah, I’m riding with a .30 on me, yeah
Big 5, banging my league (Grrah)
All my hoes elite
All my shows sold out
Baby Money trapping where we at

[Bridge]

Money Baby, Money Baby (Huh)
88, wait, woah
S*it ain’t a lifestyle
This just life

[Chorus]
Yeah, I’m stepping in Rickies, just bought her Balenci’, the girl give me hickies, oh yeah (Woo)
Had to flee out the city, she say that she miss me but I ain’t even got time to lay up
I go New York City, added up my digits, got millions on millions, getting richer
Yeah, the bands came bigger, go jailbreak kitted, I’m fu*king up the streets going misisn’
I’ve been feeling well, my ice on well, got bands on bands, oh yeah
She go Celine, Chanel, you know that’s my girl, she’d pop it well
Baby Money borrow you the ‘tel, go Johnny Manziel, I’ll wish you well, yeah
And none of my n!ggas gon’ tell (Huh)
And all of my dope gon’ sell

[Outro]
Baby Money, Baby Money
Yeah