The son of rapper I-20, Lonely grew up in a musical household and produced his own music from a young age. His earliest official releases came in late 2015 on SoundCloud.
As he grew his fanbase and released more projects, Lonely forged relationships with many contemporaries in the Atlanta-area scene like BigSmokeChapo and Nezzus. He closely works with producer Clayco. He also frequently works with producers in Underworld Music Group, an artist and producer group created by Clayco.
Lonely is affiliated with BigSmokeChapo’s Addicted To Money. He was later signed to Playboi Carti’s Opium label in early 2021, along with Ken Carson and Homixide Gang.
Destroy Lonely's studio album, "If Looks Could Kill" was released on 5 May, 2023. It has a unique horror movie fashion-killer aesthetic and has its own short film "Look Killa" to accompany it.
guap glock nd sticks
Destroy Lonely Lyrics
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It's a real gang, lil bitch, haha
Eddie G on the beat
(It's a new day, bitch)
(Yeah)
Yeah, this a new day
Time to get some new guap
Bitch I smoke new gas
No this not no moon rock
Yeah it's time to reup
Yeah I need a new stock
(Stock)
Bitch hang with shooters
Bro just got a new Glock and stick
(Pow)
Yeah, chop with a stock and
No kit on this shit
If I'm down bad I might hit me a lick
I just walked in the function
I'm hitting that bitch
They chasing the clout man they tryna get lit
Told her don't touch me just
Suck on this drip
(Drip, drip)
I can't trust on no hoe
I'm not loving no bitch
My bro and he came with Tris
I remember that time that I
Fucked with that sip
(Sip, yeah fucked with that sip, damn)
Yeah, now I sip lean out the seal
(Seal, seal)
No I can't fuck with these niggas for real
(Real)
Yeah, I came in that bitch with the steel
Please do not test me I'm trying to kill
Yeah, my granny got house on the hill
But me and my momma we broke for real
Yeah, I can't sign for no lil bitty mil
My bro just told me he fuck with the real
I trust in the hundreds
Can't fuck with no deal
If you thinking bout sliding then
You might get killed
I'm in the trap with the snakes for real
I'm moving in silence, I'm dying a lil
I'ma pop these xans til I'm feeling healed
This shit bout the money
That boy can get spilled
Just keep your head up
We stay lone in the fields
All my money stand tall like a building
I don't have no time for no fucking feelings
No autotune cause I want you to feel it
I hit the stu and I write how I'm feeling
We gon chop off the roof and
Send shots at your ceiling
I can't fuck with no pussies
It's hard to make
All on my own and that shit a great feeling
But I still call up troops and
They still get to drilling
(Drill)
Yeah, yeah yeah
This a new day, time to get some new guap
(Guap, guap)
Nigga this a new day
Time to get some new guap
(Guap)
Bitch I smoke new gas
No this not no moon rock
(Rock)
Bitch it's time to reup
Yeah I need a new stock
(Reup, stock)
Bitch hang with shooters
Bro just got a new Glock and stick
(Pow, pow)
I can't even get lit without these
Fuck niggas on my dick
Hoe ain't even on shit
I can't even cap you make me sick
Just tryna get to these racks
I need 'fore I walk in
Money all in my lap
All in my lap just like a kid
Yeah it's a brand new day so
I gotta get new racks
Bring them in
I'ma just cop the new and I keep going up
Why you starting again?
Hit 'em again
New day, time to get some new guap (What?)
Bitch I smoke new gas
No this not no moon rock
Bitch it's time to reup
Think I need a new stock
(New stock)
Bitch hang with shooters
We just got a new Glock and stick
(Glock and stick, Glock and stick)
The lyrics to Destroy Lonely's song "Guap Glock nd Sticks" reflect a sense of empowerment and determination to hustle and make money. The artist starts by acknowledging the surreal nature of their situation, highlighting that they are part of a real gang. Eddie G is credited as the producer, setting the tone for the track. The artist emphasizes the need for a fresh start and a new day to accumulate wealth or "guap." They boast about smoking high-quality marijuana and dismiss the idea of smoking low-quality "moon rock" weed. The artist is determined to replenish their stock of money and connections, referencing hanging out with shooters who possess new guns and sticks.
The lyrics continue with mentions of engaging in criminal activities. The artist raps about carrying a weapon with a stock, emphasizing their readiness for potentially dangerous situations. If they are struggling financially, they might consider committing a robbery ("hit me a lick"). Despite the illicit actions described, the artist is confident in entering a gathering and pursuing romantic encounters. They address individuals who seek fame and attention online, contrasting it with their own pursuit of true riches. The artist advises someone not to touch them, but rather, to engage in sexual acts. They express distrust towards women, claiming not to love or trust them. The artist also alludes to an intoxicating substance, referred to as "sip."
The lyrics further delve into personal experiences and circumstances. The artist mentions consuming lean (a cough syrup-based drink mixed with soda and often codeine), indicating a self-care method as a form of healing. They emphasize the importance of money, even to the point of being willing to harm others for it. They mention the juxtaposition of having a wealthy grandmother, while they and their mother struggle financially. Rejecting small monetary gains, the artist mentions loyalty to their true friends and the importance of handling their own business rather than accepting deals from others. They caution anyone considering seeking revenge against them, claiming they are vigilant and involved in criminal activities with dangerous people. The artist describes themselves as being discreet and quietly suffering. They admit to taking prescription drugs (Xanax) as a form of escape. They conclude by mentioning that their focus is solely on money, not emotions, and highlight their ability to convey raw emotions without the use of autotune in the recording studio.
Line by Line Meaning
Damn, that's surreal right there?
Wow, that's really unbelievable, isn't it?
It's a real gang, lil bitch, haha
We are a legitimate gang, little bitch, haha
Eddie G on the beat
This song is produced by Eddie G
(It's a new day, bitch)
It's a fresh start and time for a change, bitch
(Yeah)
Exactly
Yeah, this a new day
Yes, it's a new beginning
Time to get some new guap
It's time to make some new money
(Guap)
Money
Bitch I smoke new gas
I only smoke the highest quality weed
No this not no moon rock
This is not the mediocre stuff, it's premium
Yeah it's time to reup
Yes, it's time to restock
Yeah I need a new stock
Yes, I need a new supply of drugs
(Stock)
Supply
Bitch hang with shooters
I associate myself with people who carry guns
Bro just got a new Glock and stick
My brother just acquired a new handgun and weapon
(Pow)
Sound of a gunshot
Yeah, chop with a stock and
Yes, the gun is equipped with a buttstock and
No kit on this shit
I don't need any additional attachments
If I'm down bad I might hit me a lick
If I'm in a desperate situation, I might commit a robbery
I just walked in the function
I just arrived at the party
I'm hitting that bitch
I'm having sex with that girl
They chasing the clout man they tryna get lit
They are seeking attention, they want to become popular
Told her don't touch me just
I instructed her not to touch me, just
Suck on this drip
Engage in oral sex with me
(Drip, drip)
Metaphorically referring to swag or style
I can't trust on no hoe
I cannot rely on any promiscuous woman
I'm not loving no bitch
I am not emotionally attached to any woman
My bro and he came with Tris
My friend is also present and he brought Tris
I remember that time that I
I recall that moment when I
Fucked with that sip
Engaged in drug use, specifically sipping on lean
(Sip, yeah fucked with that sip, damn)
(Sip, yes, indulged in that lean, damn)
Yeah, now I sip lean out the seal
Yes, now I drink lean straight from the bottle
(Seal, seal)
(Bottle, bottle)
No I can't fuck with these niggas for real
No, I cannot associate myself with these people
Yeah, I came in that bitch with the steel
Yes, I entered that place carrying a firearm
Please do not test me I'm trying to kill
Do not provoke me, I am ready to commit murder
Yeah, my granny got house on the hill
Yes, my grandmother owns a house on a hill
But me and my momma we broke for real
But my mother and I are genuinely poor
Yeah, I can't sign for no lil bitty mil
Yes, I cannot settle for a small million-dollar deal
My bro just told me he fuck with the real
My friend just assured me that he appreciates authenticity
I trust in the hundreds
I place my trust in hundred-dollar bills
Can't fuck with no deal
I cannot be involved in any business deals
If you thinking bout sliding then
If you are considering initiating conflict, then
You might get killed
You may end up losing your life
I'm in the trap with the snakes for real
I am in a dangerous environment with real criminals
I'm moving in silence, I'm dying a lil
I am discreetly making moves and dying a little inside
I'ma pop these xans til I'm feeling healed
I will consume these Xanax pills until I feel better
This shit bout the money
This is all about making money
That boy can get spilled
That guy can be easily killed
Just keep your head up
Stay strong and positive
We stay lone in the fields
We remain isolated in dangerous areas
All my money stand tall like a building
All the money I have is stacked up tall, like a skyscraper
I don't have no time for no fucking feelings
I don't have any time or patience for emotions
No autotune cause I want you to feel it
I won't use autotune because I want you to experience the rawness
I hit the stu and I write how I'm feeling
I go to the studio and express my emotions through my music
We gon chop off the roof and
We will remove the roof and
Send shots at your ceiling
Shoot bullets towards your ceiling
I can't fuck with no pussies
I cannot associate myself with weak individuals
It's hard to make
It's difficult to create
All on my own and that shit a great feeling
Doing everything independently and it's an amazing feeling
But I still call up troops and
But I still contact my crew and
They still get to drilling
They still engage in violent activities
(Drill)
(Committing violent acts)
I can't even get lit without these
I can't even have a good time without these
Fuck niggas on my dick
Annoying people trying to gain my attention
Hoe ain't even on shit
Women who are not even important
I can't even cap you make me sick
I can't even lie, you disgust me
Just tryna get to these racks
Just trying to make money
I need 'fore I walk in
I need cash before I enter
Money all in my lap
Money is all over my lap
All in my lap just like a kid
Like a child, money is scattered all over
Yeah it's a brand new day so
Yes, it's a completely fresh start, so
I gotta get new racks
I need to obtain new stacks of money
Bring them in
Acquire and accumulate them
I'ma just cop the new and I keep going up
I'm just going to purchase the latest model and continue progressing
Why you starting again?
Why are you initiating conflict once more?
Hit 'em again
Engage in violence once more
New day, time to get some new guap (What?)
It's a new day, time to make some new money (What?)
Bitch I smoke new gas
I smoke only the highest quality marijuana
No this not no moon rock
No, this is not low-quality marijuana
Bitch it's time to reup
Bitch, it's time to restock on drugs
Think I need a new stock
I believe I require a fresh supply of drugs
(New stock)
(New supply)
Bitch hang with shooters
Bitch, I associate with individuals who carry firearms
We just got a new Glock and stick
We recently acquired a new handgun and weapon
(Pow, pow)
(Sound of gunshots)
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Does someone have the sample behind this song??