NOSTYLIST (Explicit)

NOSTYLIST (Explicit) - Destroy Lonely

***** I wake up no stylist

Fresh as **** I put it on

No help I did this ****

Got this fine ho no makeup

And she still look bad as ****

She in school but it's cool

Yeah I still might bag this *****

Diamonds flooded like a pool

Yeah my necklace wet as ****

Rock Balenciaga too *****

I'm flyer than a pigeon

Yeah I stack my paper up

Way taller than a midget

All these n***as lame as ****

And they hate 'cause they don't get it

Yeah lil' ***** I'm cool as ****

And it's paper that I'm gettin'

Fly across the globe *****

I'm gettin' shows yeah

I'm on a money mission

All that old **** over

But the old hoes still

Be tellin' me they miss me

Yeah I **** on her but

I can't cuff her I won't make her Mrs

I don't know that boy

And I can't tell you how he end up missin'

I can't tell you ****

Bust down my neck bust down my wrist

Bust down my ***** bust down my *****

I'm fresh as hell ***** I'm fly as ****

Yeah this a Hellcat I'm whippin' this

Shawty like hell yeah she with the ****

Shawty like hell yeah she grab my stick

Shawty like hell yeah she grabbed my shh

***** I wake up no stylist

Fresh as **** I put it on

No help I did this ****

Got this fine ho no makeup

And she still look bad as ****

She in school but it's cool

Yeah I still might bag this *****

Diamonds flooded like a pool

Yeah my necklace wet as ****

Tell that ***** to keep

It bool and I might just

Let her kick it

Got her wet just like a pool

I'm finna dive right in her kitty

My ***** rockin' this **** too

I buy her that she buy me this

Told my folks I'm gettin' rich

It ain't no way I'm washin' dishes

All the pretty hoes comin' to my shows

Man this **** get crazy

If I **** that *****

I gotta wrap it up

Don't want no baby

I'm in the SRT Trackhawk

Tryna let my thot drive the Mercedes

Yeah on my side n***a

Don't play with this ****

You might just die today

Yeah don't play n***a don't play

N***as say they insane

But I'm really insane

Yeah n***a stay in your lane

'Cause mine might drive you crazy

Yeah I just ****ed that *****

I didn't know that was your bae

Yeah I just count this cash

It ain't too much to say

Yeah I just get too fly like

What more can I say

Yeah she doin' tricks on the dick

That ho Cirque du Soleil

Yeah I'm in Milan shawty

Eatin' squid and my ***** servin' face

***** I wake up no stylist

Fresh as ****

I put it on no help I did this ****

Got this fine ho no makeup

And she still look bad as ****

She in school but it's cool

Yeah I still might bag this *****

Diamonds flooded like a pool

Yeah my necklace wet as ****

Rock Balenciaga too *****

I'm flyer than a pigeon

Yeah I stack my paper

Up way taller than a midget

All these n***as lame as ****

And they hate 'cause they don't get it

Yeah lil' ***** I'm cool as ****

And it's paper that I'm gettin'