(pretti, haha)

Huh, ho like TMZ (Yeah)

Takin' pictures, huh, baby, what you see in me? (Yeah)

Oh, you think I'm that ****? (Yeah)

Huh, brodie caught thirty years off the dirty switch, huh

Play the beat in your ears, huh, got you twitchin', huh

Act' for my hoe

She don't like the pose

Sex her, then I ghost

It's a pretti party, baby, I'm the host

Fireball and Bacardi, got some shit for your nose, huh

Sniff-sniff to take a trip, yeah, she love the feelin', huh

Allergic to the fake shit, like it's Penicillin, huh

Chrome Hearts got the pussy bald just like Krillin, huh

Bitch blastin' bottles, 'bout to get the roof lifted

Huh, light for you ****, I'm the light, huh (I'm the light)

Party in the kitchen, beatin' dishes, satellite, huh (Shinin', satellite)

Artillery, I don't really like to fight (Ooh, fight)

And you know I got that pipe

So come catch me by tonight, yeah (Ooh, ooh)

What-what? Take a tab, go to Planet Sheen, huh

What-what? These real Rick, no, it's not SHEIN (No, it's not)

Huh, got a real bitch, she ain't from the scene

Huh, I'm inside of her, the Track' get to creep, huh

Thought the firetruck was coming

No, that's just the beat (Wee-woo, wee-woo)

Aimin' at his head, he had tripped, I ain't mean it (Doot-doot-doot-doot)

Got a Goyard bag from the new season (Got a Goyard bag)

Saks Fifth so washed, yeah, they tax easy (So washed)

She bite my chain, I think she anemic (That girl anemic)

This not a Hellcat, this a Dodge Demon (Skrrt)

Better watch your back, boy, your brother schemin' (Yeah-yeah)

I've been gettin' so much love

It feel like I'm dreamin', huh (Yeah-ah, a dream)

I beat his ass so bad, he thought that I was teamin' (Ah, I was teamin')

Huh, how you do this shit if you ain't got no—?

Huh, huh, huh

How you do this shit if you ain't got no meanin'? (If you ain't got no meanin')

Huh, what's the code?

Rackside, bitch, I'm still bleedin' (Brr)

Huh, ho like TMZ (Yeah)

Takin' pictures, huh, baby, what you see in me? (Yeah)

Oh, you think I'm that ****? (Yeah)

Huh, brodie caught thirty years off the dirty switch, huh

Play the beat in your ears, huh, got you twitchin', huh

Act' for my hoe

She don't like the pose

Sex her, then I ghost

It's a pretti party, baby, I'm the host

Fireball and Bacardi, got some shit for your nose, huh

Sniff-sniff to take a trip, yeah, she love the feelin', huh

Allergic to the fake shit, like it's Penicillin, huh

Chrome Hearts got the pussy bald just like Krillin, huh

Bitch blastin' bottles, 'bout to get the roof lifted

Huh, light for you ****, I'm the light, huh (I'm the light)

Party in the kitchen, beatin' dishes, satellite, huh (Shinin', satellite)

Artillery, I don't really like to fight (Ooh, fight)

And you know I got that pipe

So come catch me by tonight, yeah (Ooh, ooh)

What-what? Take a tab, go to Planet Sheen, huh

What-what? These real Rick, no, it's not SHEIN (No, it's not)

Huh, got a real bitch, she ain't from the scene

Huh, I'm inside of her, the Track' get to creep, huh

Thought the firetruck was coming

No, that's just the beat (Wee-woo, wee-woo)

Aimin' at his head, he had tripped, I ain't mean it (Doot-doot-doot-doot)

Got a Goyard bag from the new season (Got a Goyard bag)

Saks Fifth so washed, yeah, they tax easy (So washed)

(pretti, haha)

Real love, okay, okay (pretti, haha)

Real love, no more, none to a fake bitch (pretti, haha)

Stayed down, I was patiently waiting, okay (pretti, haha)

On my guard, bitch