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Destroy Lonely - FORGOT MY NAME (Official Audio)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Destroy Lonely
Destroy Lonely
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Caleb Lodish
Caleb Lodish
Songwriter
Bobby Sandimanie
Bobby Sandimanie
Songwriter
Cade Phillip Blodgett
Cade Phillip Blodgett
Songwriter
Gian Baba
Gian Baba
Songwriter
Jude Fidel
Jude Fidel
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ellantre “Tre” Williams
Mixing Engineer
Travis Louis
Travis Louis
Mastering Engineer
xgiannii
xgiannii
Producer
leadbluntt
leadbluntt
Producer
Caleb Lodish
Caleb Lodish
Producer
Cade Phillip Blodgett
Cade Phillip Blodgett
Producer

Lyrics

Baby Uh, uh-uh I've been gettin' so high, I've been gettin' so high, I forgot my name If you by my side, and you one of the guys, then we thinkin' the same I've been countin' up, countin' up with the whole gang (Gang, gang, uh) I can't get no sleep, gotta jump on the plane I been smokin' so much, I done lost my head (Uh) I been smokin' so much, think I might be insane If he play with my bread, he might end up dead, so I tell these lil' niggas to use they brain (Brain, uh, uh) Yes, I'm havin' money and I'm havin' fame (Fame, uh) But I can't let nobody just play with my name Got a long way to go, I ain't done with this mission Calculate, I might shoot with precision (Yo) No, he can't find his ho, shе been missin' (Yeah) Told her I'm tryna fuck on that templе Tell my baby I love her, I miss her, after I fuck her, she wan' take a picture Yeah, she tryna suck on my pickle (Yeah) I'm the top dog, she think it'll sizzle (Yeah) Nasty, I just start caressin' her lil' body It's extra lit, we just fell in love off that molly (Off that molly) Blessings, bitch, I just been blessin' everybody Blessed, yes, lil' bitch, I tell my niggas that I got 'em (Yeah) I got you, I got you, I got you, I got you Yeah, I'm taking care of my partners (My partners) Yeah, I'm taking care of my momma Yeah, I got more then tens in my duffle Yeah, I got all tens on my roster Yeah, I got long dreads, I'm a Rasta Yeah, I'm 'bout to roll it up just like a Rasta I'm 'bout to smoke a opp just like a Rasta I'm 'bout to smoke a bitch, I'm 'bout to pop her I'm 'bout to turn it up, yeah, it's my party If I ever break her heart, that would be awful (Yeah) I take the Sprite and we mix it I think I'm feelin' lil' sick, need my drank right now Lil' basement, no, I do not miss it I know I'm made for this, no, I can't fall off (Yeah) You know what I'm sayin'? We We ain't goin' nowhere, this shit forever, forever-ever, YVL, Double O-Five (I got you, I got you, got you, I got you) I've been gettin' so high, I've been gettin' so high, I forgot my name If you by my side, and you one of the guys, then we thinkin' the same I've been countin' up, countin' up with the whole gang (Gang, uh) I can't get no sleep, gotta jump on the plane I been smokin' so much, I done lost my head (Uh) I been smokin' so much, think I might be insane If he play with my bread, he might end up dead, so I tell these lil' niggas to use they brain (Brain, uh, uh) Yes, I'm havin' money and I'm havin' fame (Fame, yeah) But I can't let nobody just play with my name (Yeah, uh) I got you, huh, I got you, huh I got you, huh, I got you
Writer(s): Gian Baba, Cade Blodgett, Bobby Sandimanie, Jude Fidel, Caleb Lodish Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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