PRETTY POISON lyrics

[Verse 1: mannyily & DigBar]
Catch me out front for these bands, I can't count, bruh
Big checks, b*tch I'm already seein' big amounts, yuh
Pluggie on the block, 'finna go and cop a ounce, yuh (pew, pew)
Big Glock, now I got 'em mooin' like a cow, yeah
Rich plug in my city, b*tch, I got like fifty bands
Holdin' up a Glock, I'ma make 'em hit the griddy, man
'Boutta do a show, so I do it in my city, man
Rocket on my side, I'ma blast you like I'm Megaman
(Damn, man you tryna carry the whole song)

[Verse 2: DigBar]
It's-it's DigBar the goat, big drip like a [?]
I'll slide in your b*tch, real slick like some butter
Which lip should I pick? I got so many options
Stick on my hip, so approach me with caution
The seats in the whip all red like a strawberry
My n*ggas like a bunch of running backs, cause they all carry
Y'all some broke n*ggas and y'all don't know the remedy (no remedy)
I knew I run it up since the middle and elementary

[Verse 3: mannyily]
I just smacked the f*ck out of grandma and stole her sh*t (Stole her sh*t!)
I just smacked the f*ck out of grandpa and stole his sh*t (Stole his sh*t!)
Golden ass pus*y, b*tch got an expensive clit (QUEEE!!!!)
If you talkin' down, I pull up with extended clip (haha)
Perc 30 got my ass floatin' like a mannequin (pew pew pew)
Catch me in the corner, skywalkin' like I'm Anakin (pew pew pew pew)
I'll be in your city, if you see me, I'm Dominican
P-P-Pull up on the opps, while I'm leavin, out the [?]
[Verse 4: DigBar]
I-I-I got a good eye for the money, like I eat carrots (On God)
n*ggas copy everything I do, more than three parrots (On God)
If you got a issue to address, n*gga please share it (On God)
She got knee problems, when she got me, she gon' repair it (On God)
It's DigBar and Manny, we f*ck on yo granny
We both got like 200k in the fanny
Convertible whip, it look like it jus' got decapitated
I'm a young money CEO, b*tch I graduated

[Verse 5: mannyily]
Fat b*tches, if I pick 'em up, I'ma break my spine (Ow)
Trippin off the acid in the function, watchin' Family Guy
Think I'm lyin? b*tch you know [?]
Perc 30 really got me feelin' like a demigod
You ain't really bout it, I can tell how you tote the nine (Heh)
b*tch you wanna f*ck, so I tell her "Go get in line"
Had to spin back on the block, for some extra fries
Really b*tch, do it look like I do exercise?

[Verse 6: DigBar]
E-E-E-E-E-Every time we drop a song, it's always floppin'
It got no views, man, that n*gga just like Chris Paul
They just f*cked my order up at Wendy's, got me p*ssed off (What the f*ck?)
Threw the food at me, and they told me that my di*k small (What the f*ck?)
Why, the f*ck, does Wendys have beef with me? (Oh nah)
I'ma spin back with the chop and go three for three
Red, fans, plaques and a tour
That's what I call a motherf*ckin' four for four (Four for four n*gga)
[Outro: DigBar]
Get it, like, four for four from Wendy's and, four, uh, I mentioned four things, uh. Yessir
b*tch