SL!p, ssolumm - TOO PRETTY (feat. JTL Jaido, Over The Classic & NYTRO)
I'm too pretty for a bitch, okay, she fumble me
I'm transforming in this bitch, I feel like Bumblebee
Shawty wanna suck my dick, she think it's bubble tea
I be higher than a bitch, I'm smoking tumbleweed
You fuckboys under me
It's beyond me how they want me
But they always used to pass on me
Imma keep the peace like Ghandi
While you steady beefing for some clout, please
Like how I sound so suave?
He just lucky he caught me on a good day
Whole squad eat like a buffet
Got the club lit on a Tuesday
Got the bars lit on a Thursday, on a Friday, on a Monday
Talk big shit on the internet, but I know he sweet like a sundae
Yeah I'm sippin' Yerba, not Wokhardt
I'm authentic, fuck a top chart, but I still be hitting top charts
In my bag, yeah fuck a Goyard
This classic shit, I'm over it
Grab the whip, explode this shit
I don't give no fucks bitch, I break the rim, don't lower it
Don't play boi, no Opium
Y'all french fries, high sodium
I mop the game, custodian
On a slip beat, I'm with Oveenem
Optimize my life, you know I'm in my prime
Cyber chasing with the watch, you know I'm killing time
I had to slow it down
Momma made me pretty, handsome nigga in my city
Know my niggas be too foul
Call up Leon, hit the griddy
Put the pressure on em
Treat 'em like I'm Carti, turn around and get domestic on 'em
Ovee ain't to play with, say some shit that got you question on em
Light work, my jeweler play no ice work
My chains up on my neck don't do no jingles, they do slight twerks
I'm authentic
Don't think y'all get it
Jaido said that shit before, my mama saying
I'm too pretty for a bitch, okay, she fumble me
I'm transforming in this bitch, I feel like Bumblebee
Shawty wanna suck my dick, she think it's bubble tea
I be higher than a bitch, I'm smoking tumbleweed
You fuckboys under me
Step up in this bitch, like fuck you talking 'bout?
Said they wanna run a bag, but ain't no open route
I hope you proud, I'm choking now
Like bitch, fuck, hold it down
Like with what? 30 rounds
Okay, okay
Okay, okay, okay
Okay, I plead the fifth
I got the power to resist
So imma pop up on they phone and get 'em pissed
I'm fuckin stoned up in this bitch
So I don't wanna go back home, if I get comfy let me kick it
Watch me take a bag and flip it
Like we cooking in the kitchen
And I know they ain't gon' listen, so don't wait for intermission
We just pulled up to the city feeling pretty
We ain't showing y'all no pity
We just turning up the noise
And now I'm in the city with the FL boys
500 people deep at fucking Jaido's show
We finally at the top, feel like we made it home
I gotta try to take her home, I gotta try to face my foes
It's easy when they showing love
Feel like Chris Breezy when I step up in the fucking club
I struggle breathing when I'm leaning off the double cup
She got me slipping off the bottle, what the fuck is up
Just fuck me up, just fuck me up, okay
I'm too pretty for a flick so take no pictures please
I hit the bleez and then I feel the heat,
Wax on Miyagi and the banger please
Slip is on this beat and I can feel it in the concrete
Liquor my drink please, and bliffin' a Big B
He said he been ballin' but that boy was talking streams
I could make a hunnid bands without a screen if I please
Call it relative ease
I clicky clicky and squeeze
I might go be with the trees
Apologies for my discography, disgusting and gross
I really meant it the most
And yeah I brag and I boast cause I'm
I'm too pretty for a bitch, okay, she fumble me
I'm transforming in this bitch, I feel like Bumblebee
Shawty wanna suck my dick, she think it's bubble tea
I be higher than a bitch, I'm smoking tumbleweed
You fuckboys under me
Written by:
Ahsahn Smith, Brayden Calendar, Jaiden Ripoll, Joshua Justice
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