Not That Pretty

[Chorus: Saba] Long as she fuckable I-I don't care if she that fine Long as she fuckable I-I don't care if she that fine Long as she fuckable I-I don't care if she that fine Long as she fuckable I-I don't care if she that fine [Verse 1: Saba] Pretty girls don't get my heart Ugly girls don't get me hard So I'm stuck with you I guess you'll do And I'll do you, I guess Hey, maybe even one day soon I mean you ain't bad but you ain't good But it's all good, we got each other Ain't worried 'bout you leaving 'cause I make you look better And when I look at you I think I could do better Like I know that I can not show you to friends They'll probably laugh and get you depressed I'm out your league, girl Damn sure ain't my league, girl You average but you sad and rich On God, I need to raise my stance [Chorus: Saba] Long as she fuckable I-I don't care if she that fine Long as she fuckable I-I don't care if she that fine Long as she fuckable I-I don't care if she that fine Long as she fuckable I-I don't care if she that fine [Verse 2: John Walt] Stayed by my side 'til my deathbed Nah, I can't lie, she was in the bad [?] with some [?] Try to grab a bite from the wrong hand I did a shapeshift to a grown man Matter fact you should check on the prophecy [?] we should get you a proper seat A proper beat is all I need, you feel me? And I would go hard I can just do what I said I would do You was probably looking away when I said that I do But thought it was okay 'cause that rating here Minding you was only 'bout a eight I'm 'bout a ten first, shawty girl you knew I had today I'm going in 'cause my break is over I spit hot venom like a snake or a cobra Shawty is a ten, but not when I'm sober I'm sober [Chorus: Saba] Long as she fuckable I-I don't care if she that fine Long as she fuckable I-I don't care if she that fine Long as she fuckable I-I don't care if she that fine Long as she fuckable I-I don't care if she that fine [Verse 3: John Walt] Super [?] 70's Serenading in the seven seas John Walt to the fifth power You drifting sour and the past devours All heart, y'all [?] like percentage You know what the sin is worn by the Senate [?], like this one for my homie, right? Life is a bitch but you here to get your money, right? Nice as a kid but he had to get that money right Sharp like a hunted knife, scarred like a [?] Shining like armor you under [?] like thunder, my willy make her wonder, I [?] Know I did that ass then I pumped her Ask how I called you and phrased you, pause my piphet Then leave you in the back Showed her my Adidas then I tell her take that Take that [Chorus: Saba] Long as she fuckable I-I don't care if she that fine Long as she fuckable I-I don't care if she that fine Long as she fuckable I-I don't care if she that fine Long as she fuckable I-I don't care if she that fine