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)
Im 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 (I ain’t gon do her name)
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 (Ahhh)
Another one from Kennelworth you know she pretty and she pass
Cougar b*tch from Saratoga she throw oop’s i ain’t gon hold you
My southеast b*tch from Lenchmob i call her when my di*k hard (baddеr than a motherf*cker)
I pay her rent she quit her job
My bougie b*tch from southwest she swipes cards and cashapp
She keep 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 know she that
Fat butt fat cat (Facts)
My shiesty b*tch from round da simms (Aye pretty p)
She text my phone like where you at im on the head where sh*t get 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 call 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 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 think im sweet tryn throw a play (b*tch What?)
I monkeypaw right to the face
I stuff fat ass all in my jay (Hey Stones)
I’m a ganster let’s roleplay (Let’s roleplay)
So you the dealer im 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 bend her over (Damn come here)
My grown b*tch drive a range rover
I f*cked his bm wit one bm im his bestfriend 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)
Im 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 (Ahhh)
Another one from Kennelworth 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 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 cashapp
She keep it p she only calls to have sex (Keep it P)