Pretty

[Verse 1]

Drop you and I’m famous

Say I won’t be happy when I make it

When I make better hate it

I’m iconic better face it

All we got are shoes and cars

Parents kids drunk in bars

Showing off that Rolex

Oh, I’m in the game now?

Go flex!

Fast five at the last set

Dillon Francis love set like

“Bitch don’t kill my vibe”

Swerve the fuck to the side

Take your drink

Take your smoke

Yeah I’ll party later

Confess your sins

Blunts make you sorta blunt, you know?

Stayed up at night with my middle finger to the sun, you know?

Girl you ever get the D like you didn’t study?

Drink sprite that ain’t muddy?

We can kick it

Down to kiss it

Try not to miss it!

[Hook] Eunice Lee

Room full of white cups

Room full of pretty girls, smoking pretty blunts

Room full of pretty girl doing ross grunts

This pretty life such a toss up

X2

[Verse 2]

We gonna save it/ be famous/ slay bitches/ and take it

Don’t lace it/ all cases/ pretty faces/ and make it

No drop out / no dope up / no cop out/ and drink up

Made our heartbreaks/ our fixes

No hearts for bad vixens /

Good girls who like sinnin

Tween classes and weekends

All passion no secrets

All chasin like seacrest

(Slow it down – UGH)

Stopped checking monsters under beds when we found them in ourselves

Get on their knees and get to hell

All play all work

Poppa said I need some balance

So I hit the stage and made bank and some habits

Now im laughing

Now im fashion

Now they shocked I must be static

Now Im hard they must be flacid

This is tragic

Say I look smashing I say it dont matter

Say I hit it, I ain't flattered

Patriotic; star spangled hammered

Sipping naked, getting nude

Bad company?

Turning it up

Bringing it back and burning it up

We sit in the house and you sit in the front

Yeah we got that good ish

In that good whip packing up that good will

Black v

Gold chain

I’m not free

[Hook]

[Outro]

Oh, it’s so pretty

Oh, it’s so pretty

Oh, it’s so pretty

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