iflookscouldkill

if looks could kill (Explicit) - Destroy Lonely

Lyrics by：Bobby Sandmanie/Thomas Ross

Composed by：Bobby Sandmanie/Thomas Ross

If looks could kill

Baby I'm the fashion demon

Ridin' down Candler Road and I'm speedin'

I got hella hoes tryna **** me and my bros

I got hella shows lined up I'm on the road

I get hella green yeah I get hella 'chos

These n***as green as **** I'm 'bout to get over

No ***** I'm not greenin' out you can not get over

I just like to ball hard ball like Dellavedova

Don't shop at Dover's don't shop at Nieman's

Don't commit treason

Everything I do is for a reason

Everything I do is so strategic

Baby please don't leave me I don't need you

And I know that you don't need me

I done got the flyest

I'm on a date with the moon this evening

She act cool but I know she evil so deceiving

If looks could kill that makes every day Halloween man

I get ******* I don't need no wingman

I get riches I don't sell no w**d man

I smoke d**e by the pound yeah for real huh

I'm on the top of the mountain king of the hill uh

I don't like no Swisher I like Grabba Leaf lil' n***a

Real deal codeine sipper walk 'round with a purple liver huh

I'm a fashion killer I'm a **** popper babe

I'm a real big baller

But won't let no lil' ***** play with me

I'm a p***y killer

After I hit it might let her lay with me

She a fashion killer check out how she walkin'

Yeah look she slayin' it

My boy got a trigger finger

He ready to pull it so please don't play with him

I smoke 'til my lungs black lil' *****

I take that lil' blunt and I face that ****

I look at my demons and face 'em

Take the Chrome Heart Timbs and I lace 'em

I'm walkin' through Hell

I got an F N loaded up with a laser

My ***** rockin' Chanel

I put on Balenciaga for all of my haters

I gotta go ***** I'll see you later

I'm the Dark Lord real soul taker

I'm the Top Floor Boss a lil' player

I put on big pants real deal raver

Baby I'm the fashion demon

Ridin' down Candler Road and I'm speedin'

I got hella hoes tryna **** me and my bros

I got hella shows lined up I'm on the road

I get hella green yeah I get hella 'chos

These n***as green as **** I'm 'bout to get over

No ***** I'm not greenin' out you can not get over

I just like to ball hard ball like Dellavedova

Don't shop at Dover's don't shop at Nieman's

Don't commit treason

Everything I do is for a reason