Joey Hyde - Too Pretty for the Trap (feat. Mike G)

Yeah
Mike G can't do this to them man
Woah
Wonder if it'll stop working
Ay
What
Do you really fuck with me
Asked if you're down to ride
Too Pretty for the Trap
Flying through the night
I make rockstar music
She wants my card to use it
What if the drugs stop working
What if the bands are gone
What if the packs stop moving
Asked if you're down to ride
Too Pretty for the Trap
Double bags, she's made
Two birds G bag
Uh
Asked if you're down to ride
Too Pretty for the Trap
Double bags, she's made
Two birds G bag
Uh
Asked if you're down to ride
Too Pretty for the Trap
Two pills in the bag
I got that
Uh
She wants me bad
Yeah
Walk out three bags
New shoes my bad
Uh
Ay
I ain't never chase after that
I ain't never going back to that
I know the money comes first
If anyone happens to ask me that
Yeah
Dad was a business man
Handle my bitches after that
Ay
No more liquor
I can't stop sinning
You know i'm bad with that
Uh
Hot box my grave
Uh
Fuck me if i'm dead
Yeah
She loves how I walk
Diamonds out the box
Yeah
Ay
Diamonds scream they talk
Expensive yeah I spend a lot
Ay
Yeah
Look at me
Ay
Yeah
Push it off
Ay
Yeah
Look at me
Ay
Yeah
Push it off
Do you really fuck with me
Asked if you're down to ride
Too Pretty for the Trap
Flying through the night
I make rockstar music
She wants my card to use it
What if the drugs stop working
What if the bands are gone
What if the packs stop moving
Asked if you're down to ride
Too Pretty for the Trap
Double bags, she's made
Two birds G bag
Uh
Asked if you're down to ride
Too Pretty for the Trap
Double bags, she's made
Two birds G bag
Uh

Written by:
Joseph Hyde

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