Pretty "PK" Kitty - Bet (feat. Dirtty Eagle)

Okay bet
Look at my swag my flex
Ova these haters won't stress
I got my foot right on they necks
Bet say less 
I got these haters all pressed
And that's word to my chest
Thank God that we blessed 
And that's a bet 
Only my  people  
Only the squad
Only my woes
Family and God
Don't play bout my money
Don't play with my heart
I'm put em on night mode
Get left in the dark
Don't run with no gang 
Connect with mob
Came from bottom
Now at the top
Got talent from pops
Now my peoples the opps
But I can't stop
They see and they know that I'm hottest
And all these others rappers garbage 
Dummy's and goofys, and retardant 
Making money moves regardless 
I aim I shot hit the target
Smoke that lettuce green garden
Dope smell like I farted
No fancy lifestyle I'm modern
Lyrics fresh like laundry 
Throw a trump wall on you dumb broads
Niggas call that boundaries 
I'm awesome wonderful astounding
Head to the sky but grounded 
They expecting me to fall
But if I stumble just know Ima crawl
I'm about to show em all
What it means to really ball out
Okay bet
Look at my swag my flex
Ova these haters won't stress
I got my foot right on they necks
Bet say less 
I got these haters all pressed
And that's word to my chest
Thank God that we blessed 
And that's a bet
Okay bet
Look at my swag my flex
Ova these haters won't stress
I got my foot right on they necks
Bet say less 
I got these haters all pressed
And that's word to my chest
Thank God that we blessed 
And that's a bet
Oh say less
Fuckin with Dirtty this not Bellagio but that's a good bet
Got rid of that bitch
I'm building a legacy without all that drama she building up stress
Got a problem better say it wit yo chest
From out west played outside in our vest
I'm excellence don't expect nothing less
Stand at attention these niggas at rest
Man of this house my name's etched on the door
You number 3 better watch who you coming for
Use to sell dummies to dummy hoes
Writing a book to let dummies know
These niggas pigeons just watching an eagle soar
Take a picture it'll probably last longer
What's a troll to a fuckin fearmonger
Your girl talk back I put dick in her tonsils
I get it back pronto
You fly high when leaches is no longer holding on to you
I'm PK high and this blunt to the dome
I ain't passing my Dutch to a single one of you
No line skipping this nigga in front of you
Do what I want, you don't know what you wanna do
You say you want money let's see what this front a do
Bring that bag back or heaven in front of you
Ain't playing wit none of you
Okay bet
Look at my swag my flex
Ova these haters won't stress
I got my foot right on they necks
Bet say less 
I got these haters all pressed
And that's word to my chest
Thank God that we blessed 
And that's a bet
Okay bet
Look at my swag my flex
Ova these haters won't stress
I got my foot right on they necks
Bet say less 
I got these haters all pressed
And that's word to my chest
Thank God that we blessed 
And that's a bet

Written by:
Melissa Bullock, Nehemiah Brown

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave

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