Pretty

Whoa, yeah Hey, oh Yeah, ayy Boy, you look like a cock-a-doodle-doo Whoa, whoa Yeah, whoa

Yeah, here's the track, yeah Y'all thought we left? We'll never leave New York City to Atlanta, baby Alright

Yeah, I'm sitting pretty but I'll leave you scarred 'Bout to pop some bottles on the fuckin' boulevard I don't need your car, yeah, my Uber's large Lip gloss shining, you see it from afar

Just like Michael Jackson, I'm a smooth criminal Just like Michael Jackson, I'm a moon-walking hoe I'm hanging with the cutest crew You know how I do, Clair-Clair too We be pulling through In the nicest silks with the strongest drinks

You know what I mean, it's the sweetest thing Honestly, just look at you then look at me I'm feelin' pretty, no matter the city, we're packin' knives And we out here ending lives (ring, ding-ding, all day, baby)

If I die tonight, I'ma make it look pretty Yeah, I'm in your spot, yeah, I'm in your city Actin' real rude, bad attitude Actin' real goofy but if I cuss you out, I'ma make it look pretty

If I start a fight, I'ma make it look pretty Yeah, I'm in your spot, yeah, I'm in your city Actin' real rude, bad attitude Actin' real goofy, but if I get kicked out I'ma make it look pretty

Get up out my face, you look like a reptile Need Bindi Irwin in case it's about to get wild Don't follow me when you're looking like Vincent Gallo Keep a taser in my purse, no that shit's not hollow

If I beat you up, I'ma make it look pretty Nails still intact and yeah I'm still witty If we in this thing, it's about to get litty You can have the spotlight in a little bitty (ring, ding-ding)

If I die tonight, I'ma make it look pretty Yeah, I'm in your spot, yeah, I'm in your city Actin' real rude, bad attitude Actin' real goofy, but if I cuss you out, I'ma make it look pretty