Light Prettifun
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[Chorus]
(Pretti, haha)
Huh, ho like TMZ (Yeah)
Takin' pictures, huh, baby, what you see in me? (Yeah)
Oh, you think I'm that nigga? (Yeah)
Huh, brodie caught thirty years off the dirty switch, huh
Point the bitch in your ears, huh, got you twitchin'
Huh, act for my ho, she don't like the pose
Sex her then I ghost
It's a Pretti party, baby, I'm the host
Five bottles of Bacardi, got some shit for your nose, huh
Sniff-sniff, take a trip, yeah, she love the feelin', huh
Allergic to the fake shit like it's Penicillin, huh
Chrome hearts got the pussy bald just like Krillin, huh
Bitch blastin' bottles, 'bout to get the roof liftеd
Huh, light for you niggas, I'm the light, huh (I'm the light)
Brodie in thе kitchen, beatin' dishes, satellite, huh (Shinin', satellite)
Artillery, I'on really like to fight (Ooh, fight)
And you know I got that pipe, so don't catch me by the night, yeah (Ooh, ooh)
What-what, Tic-Tac, go to Planet Sheen, huh
What-what, these real Rick, no it's not SHEIN (No it's not)
Huh, got a real bitch, she ain't from the scene
Huh, I'm inside of her, the track get creep, huh
Thought the firetruck was comin' out, nah, that's just the beat (Wee-woo, wee-woo)
Aimin' at his head, had him shooked, "I ain't mean it" (Doot-doot-doot-doot)
Got a Goyard bag from the new season (Got a Goyard bag)
Saks Fifth so washed, yeah, they taxin' (So washed)
(Pretti, haha)
Huh, ho like TMZ (Yeah)
Takin' pictures, huh, baby, what you see in me? (Yeah)
Oh, you think I'm that nigga? (Yeah)
Huh, brodie caught thirty years off the dirty switch, huh
Point the bitch in your ears, huh, got you twitchin'
Huh, act for my ho, she don't like the pose
Sex her then I ghost
It's a Pretti party, baby, I'm the host
Five bottles of Bacardi, got some shit for your nose, huh
Sniff-sniff, take a trip, yeah, she love the feelin', huh
Allergic to the fake shit like it's Penicillin, huh
Chrome hearts got the pussy bald just like Krillin, huh
Bitch blastin' bottles, 'bout to get the roof liftеd
Huh, light for you niggas, I'm the light, huh (I'm the light)
Brodie in thе kitchen, beatin' dishes, satellite, huh (Shinin', satellite)
Artillery, I'on really like to fight (Ooh, fight)
And you know I got that pipe, so don't catch me by the night, yeah (Ooh, ooh)
What-what, Tic-Tac, go to Planet Sheen, huh
What-what, these real Rick, no it's not SHEIN (No it's not)
Huh, got a real bitch, she ain't from the scene
Huh, I'm inside of her, the track get creep, huh
Thought the firetruck was comin' out, nah, that's just the beat (Wee-woo, wee-woo)
Aimin' at his head, had him shooked, "I ain't mean it" (Doot-doot-doot-doot)
Got a Goyard bag from the new season (Got a Goyard bag)
Saks Fifth so washed, yeah, they taxin' (So washed)
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