WISH YOU WELL lyrics by Destroy Lonely
Hmm-mm-hmm
You know what I’m sayin’, baby? Money bossed up, money life
This ain’t a lifestyle, this shit is life (Perfect, wow)
’88, wait, whoa
I’m steppin’ in Ricky, just bought her Balenci
Baguettes givin’ hickies, oh yeah
Had to flee out the city, she say that she miss me
But nah, I ain’t got time to lay up
I go New York City, had to up my digits
Got millions on millions, gettin’ richer
Yeah, dash cam digital, go jailbreak cutie
Fuck up the streets, goin’ missing
I been feeling unwell, my ice unwell
Got bags on bags, oh yeah
She go Celine, Chanel, you know that’s my girl, she pop it well (Wow)
Baby money ball, you can tell
Go Johnny Manziel, I wish you well (Yeah)
And none of my nigga gon’ tell (Yeah)
And all my dope gon’ sell
Tim Tebow the bitch on her knees
The ho want cheese, but I paid my fee
My swag Japanese, yeah, check my receipts
My whips ain’t leased, they all for me
Got a real bad bitch, she need a leash
Fuck a real young ho, she a real deal treesh
Tomato, tomahto, I got it, capiche?
Big M, top dollar, don’t gotta compete
You know me and my guys, we all gon’ eat
Just hit your thot, askin’ what she need
My shirt’s cashmere and my chains gon’ swing (Yeah)
Ride with the thang on me
Big 5, baby money
All my hoes elite
All my shows sold out
Baby money travels the world
Money baby, money baby
’88, wait
Check the lifestyle
This just life
I’m steppin’ in Ricky, just bought her Balenci
Baguettes givin’ hickies, oh yeah (Oh yeah)
Had to flee out the city, she say that she miss me
But nah, I ain’t got time to lay up
I go New York City, had to up my digits
Got millions on millions, gettin’ richer
Yeah, dash cam digital, go jailbreak cutie
Fuck up the streets, goin’ missin’
I been feelin’ unwell, my ice unwell
Got bags on bags, oh yeah
She go Celine, Chanel, you know that’s my girl, she pop it well
Baby money ball, you can tell
Go Johnny Manziel, I wish you well (Yo)
And none of my nigga gon’ tell (Gon’ tell)
And all my dope gon’ sell
Baby money, baby money
’88