Pretty P lyrics

[Intro]
You know she proper
I only talk to bad b*tches
(Keep Rolling)

[Verse 1]
One cup of don got b*tches hands on they knees (West side up)
I'm 17 can’t drive a car, but I work that drac with ease (Bow Bow)
My gangster b*tch she play with sticks
She fell in love with ARP’s, 556’s, 223’s (Oh yeah)
One pack of honey n a ting gon have her shaking like a dancer (I ain’t gon do her name)
She eats di*k, no chew or spit I think she finally set the standard
My ghetto b*tch from Trinidad
You know she dirty like Diana (Ah)
Another one from Kenilworth you know she pretty and she pass
Cougar b*tch from Saratoga she throw oop’s I ain’t gon hold you
My southeast b*tch from Lеnch Mob
I call her when my di*k's hard (badder than a mothеrf*cker)
I pay her rent she quit her job
My bougie b*tch from Southwest she swipes cards and cash app
She keeps it p she only calls to have sex (Keep it P)

[Verse 2]
I arch her back i grab her neck
I pull her in she knows she that
Fat butt fat cat (Facts)
My shiesty b*tch from round da Simms (Aye, pretty p)
She texts my phone like where you at
I'm on the head where sh*t gets real
You know I’m always in the jets
My irritating b*tch from round oy’s (man what f*ck is going on)
She calls my phone I get annoyed
Might take a trip to Illinois
I heard they f*ck with sl*tty boys (I’m from the O)
I’m from dc rap d-o these b*tches go for what they know (Free Savage, Free Giz let’s go)
[Verse 3]
Another b*tch from round the dice
She eat the di*k all day and night (I ain’t gon say her name)
Another b*tch from Round the Z (Hey, bae)
She call my phone let’s get some sleep
My good sis from around the G (Hey Nana)
I spent her block she know it’s me
Another one up MLK
She thinks im sweet tryna throw a play (b*tch What?)
I monkey paw right to the face
I stuff fat ass all in my jays (Hey Stones)
I’m a gangster let’s roleplay (Let’s roleplay)
So you, the dealer, I'm the robber
I walk up, and then I shot you
You hit the b*tch yo toes swing
Her pus*y wet i thought she ting (Her pus*y wet)
I balled it up I bent her over (Damn come here)
My grown b*tch drive a Range rover
I f*cked his bm with one bm I'm his best friend, mcm (b*tch)
Let’s get around my damn gm
I sl*t her out b*tch im a pimp
I ain’t from simp

[Verse 4]
One cup of don got b*tches hands-on they knees (West side up)
I'm 17 can’t drive a car, but I work that drac we move (Bow Bow)
My gangster b*tch she play with sticks
She fell in love with ARP’s, 556’s, 223’s (Oh yeah)
One pack of honey n a ting gon have her shaking like a dancer
She eat di*k no chew or spit I think she finally set the standard
My ghetto b*tch from Trinidad, you know she dirty like Diana (Ah)
Another one from Kennelworth you know she pretty, and she passed
Cougar b*tch from Saratoga she throw oop’s I ain’t gon hold you
My southeast b*tch from Lenchmob I call her when my di*k hard
I pay her rent she quit her job
My bougie b*tch from Southwest she swipes cards and cash app
She keeps it p she only calls to have sex (Keep it P)