About this song
make sum work is a track by Destroy Lonely, taken from the album “If Looks Could Kill (Directors Cut)”, released September 29, 2023 on Opium/Interscope. It runs 2:45 and carries an explicit content notice. Use the Play button above when a verified stream is available, or choose a listening service from the other options.
Within the album sequence, this recording sits alongside how u feel?, if looks could kill, fly sht. Open the album page to compare the full running order and the listening options available for each song.
Song details
- Song
- make sum work
- Artist
- Destroy Lonely
- Release
- If Looks Could Kill (Directors Cut)
- Format
- Album
- Duration
- 2:45
- Release date
- September 29, 2023
- Record label
- Opium/Interscope
- Content notice
- Explicit
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Lyrics
Find another song[Chorus]
With the swag, I go berserk
I done touched the sky, got way too fly
I then lifted off this Earth
I keep it playa, I pop promethazine
Nope, I don't pop no perks
I make a deposit and no, I don't need a receipt
'Cause my money way greener than turf
I don't do no following, huh, *****, I'm a leader
And I'm known to make shit work
I take the Wock' hard and pour it in liters
And I let the diamonds drip off of my shirt
I looked in my old ***** eyes when I said was leaving
And act like the shit didn't hurt
I had some money to get, lil' baby
Yeah, I had to go and just make some work
[Verse]
I never lеt another nigga play with me
And I'm fresh 'til I lеave this Earth
On my name, yeah, they throw dirt
Can't do the Sprite clean, I need that dirty
She all on me, I'm feeling her booty
I go Spike Lee, I'm shooting a movie
Nigga, how you change? Back then you knew me
Shawty wanna know my name, told the ***** to Google it
I been trying, for a long ass time
I might as well just leave it wrong
'Cause I ain't tryna make it right
And all the tears that could've just came to my eyes
I turned into diamonds
I use dollar signs to hold my head
Can't do no crying
I don't even like to take or post no pictures, my life private
But I still wanna show off my fit, I put on today, 'cause that why I bought it
Honestly, I ain't gotta show I'm more fresher
I put it on every single day, with no effort
If you did that then I know I can do this shit better
And if you hit that then I swear that ***** love me better
But that's your ho in that sweater, that ***** tryna **** me better
For you, she drip like that, for me, she get me fresher
I'ma pull up on my dancer, walk in, change the weather
Baby, I'm the top floor boss but I'm the prince of Atlanta
Every time I touch down in Houston, I'm having hoes on the phone like a police scanner
Model hoes in 90210 and yes, they fine as ever
I got a gangster ***** from Mexico, I call her Ms. Griselda
Only thing I smoke is pressure
What I spent on lean this month I coulda brought a new Corvette
Ain't got no time
But I got my fire, so shawty, I'm heavy metal
She looked right in my eyes
And said she riding, so I'ma treat her special
Don't stare at my diamonds
They might blind you
They vibrant and reflect
[Chorus]
With the swag, I go berserk
I done touched the sky, got way too fly
I then lifted off this Earth
I keep it playa, I pop promethazine
Nope, I don't pop no perks
I make a deposit and no, I don't need a receipt
'Cause my money way greener than turf
I don't do no following, huh, *****, I'm a leader
And I'm known to make shit work
I take the Wock' hard and pour it in liters
And I let the diamonds drip off of my shirt
I looked in my old ***** eyes when I said was leaving
And act like the shit didn't hurt
I had some money to get, lil' baby
Yeah, I had to go and just make some work
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