TOO PRETTY ft. ssolumm, JTL Jaido, Over The Classic & NYTRO Lyrics

I'm too pretty for a bitch, okay, she fumble me

I'm transforming in this bitch, I feel like Bumblebee

Shawty wanna suck my dick, she think it's bubble tea

I be higher than a bitch, I'm smoking tumbleweed

You fuckboys under me

It's beyond me how they want me

But they always used to pass on me

Imma keep the peace like Ghandi

While you steady beefing for some clout, please

Like how I sound so suave?

He just lucky he caught me on a good day

Whole squad eat like a buffet

Got the club lit on a Tuesday

Got the bars lit on a Thursday, on a Friday, on a Monday

Talk big shit on the internet, but I know he sweet like a sundae

Yeah I'm sippin' Yerba, not Wokhardt

I'm authentic, fuck a top chart, but I still be hitting top charts

In my bag, yeah fuck a Goyard

This classic shit, I'm over it

Grab the whip, explode this shit

I don't give no fucks bitch, I break the rim, don't lower it

Don't play boi, no Opium

Y'all french fries, high sodium

I mop the game, custodian

On a slip beat, I'm with Oveenem

Optimize my life, you know I'm in my prime

Cyber chasing with the watch, you know I'm killing time

I had to slow it down

Momma made me pretty, handsome nigga in my city

Know my niggas be too foul

Call up Leon, hit the griddy

Put the pressure on em

Treat 'em like I'm Carti, turn around and get domestic on 'em

Ovee ain't to play with, say some shit that got you question on em

Light work, my jeweler play no ice work

My chains up on my neck don't do no jingles, they do slight twerks

I'm authentic

Don't think y'all get it

Jaido said that shit before, my mama saying

I'm too pretty for a bitch, okay, she fumble me

I'm transforming in this bitch, I feel like Bumblebee

Shawty wanna suck my dick, she think it's bubble tea

I be higher than a bitch, I'm smoking tumbleweed

You fuckboys under me

Step up in this bitch, like fuck you talking 'bout?

Said they wanna run a bag, but ain't no open route

I hope you proud, I'm choking now

Like bitch, fuck, hold it down

Like with what? 30 rounds

Okay, okay

Okay, okay, okay

Okay, I plead the fifth

I got the power to resist

So imma pop up on they phone and get 'em pissed

I'm fuckin stoned up in this bitch

So I don't wanna go back home, if I get comfy let me kick it

Watch me take a bag and flip it

Like we cooking in the kitchen

And I know they ain't gon' listen, so don't wait for intermission

We just pulled up to the city feeling pretty

We ain't showing y'all no pity

We just turning up the noise

And now I'm in the city with the FL boys

500 people deep at fucking Jaido's show

We finally at the top, feel like we made it home

I gotta try to take her home, I gotta try to face my foes

It's easy when they showing love

Feel like Chris Breezy when I step up in the fucking club

I struggle breathing when I'm leaning off the double cup

She got me slipping off the bottle, what the fuck is up

Just fuck me up, just fuck me up, okay

I'm too pretty for a flick so take no pictures please

I hit the bleez and then I feel the heat,

Wax on Miyagi and the banger please

Slip is on this beat and I can feel it in the concrete

Liquor my drink please, and bliffin' a Big B

He said he been ballin' but that boy was talking streams

I could make a hunnid bands without a screen if I please

Call it relative ease

I clicky clicky and squeeze

I might go be with the trees

Apologies for my discography, disgusting and gross

I really meant it the most

And yeah I brag and I boast cause I'm

I'm too pretty for a bitch, okay, she fumble me

I'm transforming in this bitch, I feel like Bumblebee

Shawty wanna suck my dick, she think it's bubble tea

I be higher than a bitch, I'm smoking tumbleweed

You fuckboys under me