Pretty Bull
    (专辑: No Mountains In Manhattan - 2017)
    
    The 
bottle's out  The 
coked up models out  To be honest that ain't what I'm all about  The 
goonies out  The 
intelligent girls with the 
booties out  Looking like a 
movie now  Everybody moving now  You know Droog's got the 
loosies out  The 
dealers out  You just gotta feel 'em out  You know they trying to move the 
loud  Look  Even the 
writers is out  Not the 
type that write about what you read  Seem more like the 
sniper type  Get it in the 
height of night, dead of night  Let 'em light L's in the 
club  Let 'em cyph it'll get 'em hype  The 
bag's out  You rolling up the 
damn blunt  It's looking like a 
dad pouch  The 
cats and the 
drags out  Shave but the 
stash out  The 
ravers out, the 
skaters out, the 
haters out  The 
haters getting truck slapped  Kids all about the 
paper route  If you a 
weirdo put your hands up  If you got a 
ego just stand up, man up cause   I 
know you shook shit sticking to the 
book bitch  I 
don't give a 
fuck about y'all  Cause I 
got my whole crew coming son  Everyone of them is like every night in the 
tunnel in one  I 
know you shook, shit sticking to the 
book bitch  I 
don't give a 
fuck about y'all  Cause I 
got my whole crew coming son  Everyone of them is like every night in the 
tunnel in one   Slicky's through, oh shit Mykki's through Blanco  I'm voguing, type of shit Wiki do  I'm posing looking like a 
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pretty bull  Shirt off, tattoos on my titties too   I 
always pity fools, I 
was pitiful  They don't know how to act, always grill at you  Then I 
rap all them syllables  Back at my pinnacle  I'm bashful, granted you  After I'm back, to Madison street not the 
ave  I 
speak to my lads, it's 88 deep out at 88 Palace, yeet  Game face looking like I'm going weep  Listen to the 
beat, bop to it  Don't drop the 
handle  Camo pant beef brocc on the 
dance floor  Can't handle your liquor or you're in a 
pickle  When it hits you, it gets you sick, it's a 
little dribble  To the 
bathroom, long lines getting sniffled  That's why I 
piss in the 
bottle in the 
back  And yell "Ballin'" throw it in the 
trash   I 
know you shook shit sticking to the 
book bitch  I 
don't give a 
fuck about y'all  Cause I 
got my whole crew coming son  Everyone of them is like every night in the 
tunnel in one  I 
know you shook shit sticking to the 
book bitch  I 
don't give a 
fuck about y'all  Cause I 
got my whole crew coming son  Everyone of them is like every night in the 
tunnel in one   Slicky's through, oh shit Mykki's through Blanco  I'm voguing, type of shit Wiki do  I'm posing looking like a 
pretty bull  Shirt off, tattoos on my titties too  Slicky's through, oh shit Mykki's through Blanco  I'm voguing, type of shit Wiki do  I'm posing looking like a 
pretty bull  Shirt off, tattoos on my titties too