Light

[Intro]
(pretti, haha)

[Chorus]
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
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 niggas, 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)

[Verse]
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)

[Chorus]
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
Fireball or 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)
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)

[Outro]
(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 (pretti, haha)
On my guard, bitch