Pretty Girls

[Chorus]
Chya (Chya)
Take these drugs to clear my brain (Take these drugs)
Chya, I take these drugs to fly away (Fly away)
Chya, me and you we not the same (We not the same)
I luv pretty girls (What else?), and I luv fashion hoes (That's right)
I luv pretty girls that dress right in sum fashion clothes (Fashion clothes)
I got old money (Yea), I got a lotta those (Lotta those)
Gotta cut her off if she acting funny (That's right)
Can't fuck wit messy hoes
And you know I keep that sage on me (Ahh)
Only rock fancy clothes (I swea)

[Verse]
Swea they ain't go to jail but they still bailed on me (For rеal)
Come put that head to use comе put that brain on me (Uhh)
Mud in my cup got that stain on me (Wtf?)
I put all my pain in my cup I'm a real sipper (Ahh)
Shawty do sum tricks on my pole, guess I gotta tip her (Guess I gotta tip her)
I live like a pop star baby, just like Justin Bieber (Justin Bieber)
Lately on my HBK shit, I'm a sexy boy (I'm a sexy boy)
Smoke some cigs in my Hedi's boy (Hedi's boy)
Won't talk bout shit if it ain't bout fetti boy (Fetti boy)

[Chorus]
Chya (Chya)
Take these drugs to clear my brain (Take these drugs)
Chya, I take these drugs to fly away (Fly away)
Chya, me and you we not the same (We not the same)
I luv pretty girls (What else?), and I luv fashion hoes (That's right)
I luv pretty girls that dress right in sum fashion clothes (Fashion clothes)
I got old money (Yea), I got a lotta those (Lotta those)
Gotta cut her off if she acting funny (That's right)
Can't fuck wit messy hoes
And you know I keep that sage on me (Ahh)
Only rock fancy clothes (I swea)