Light

(Pretti, haha) Huh, ho like TMZ (Yeah) Takin' pictures, huh, baby, what you see in me? (Yeah) Oh, you think I'm that nigga? (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 ho, she don't like the pose Sex her then I ghost It's a Pretti party, baby, I'm the host Fire bottles of 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 thе roof lifted Huh, light for you niggas, I'm the light, huh (I'm the light) Brodiе in the kitchen, beatin' dishes, satellite (Shinin', satellite) Artillery, I'on really like to fight (Ooh, fight) And you know I got that pipe So don't catch me by the night, 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 creep, huh Thought the firetruck was comin' out Nah, that's just the beat (Wee-woo, wee-woo) Aimin' at his head, had him shooked "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 bought my chain like this shit was Neiman This not a Hellcat, this a Dodge Demon (Skrrt) Better watch your back, boy, your brother schemin' I've been gettin' so much love It feel like I'm dreamin', huh (It feel like a dream) I beat his ass so bad, he thought that I was teamin' (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'? (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 nigga? (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 ho, she don't like the pose Sex her then I ghost It's a Pretti party, baby, I'm the host Fire bottles of 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 niggas, I'm the light, huh (I'm the light) Brodie in the kitchen, beatin' dishes Satellite, huh (Shinin', satellite) Artillery, I'on really like to fight (Ooh, fight) And you know I got that pipe So don't catch me by the night, 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 creep, huh Thought the firetruck was comin' out Nah, that's just the beat (Wee-woo, wee-woo) Aimin' at his head, had him shooked "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 (Pretti, haha) Real love, don't mean nothin' to a fake bitch (Pretti, haha) Stayed down, I was patiently waiting (Pretti, haha)