PBS Lyrics

Riding to the mall man I’m tryna go shop

My money sit tall and you know it never flop

Picture me without money that’s a photoshop

I like seeing bad bitches wearing crop tops

Riding to the mall man I’m tryna go shop

My money sit tall and you know it never flop

Picture me without money that’s a photoshop

I like seeing bad bitches wearing crop tops

Old dusty niggas hating but I got a mop

Me and boskii (Boaz) got 2 girls and we swap

Sophomore year applying pressure nonstop

Watch out baby girl, you gonna slip n slide

You got the keys to my crib you can come inside

Look at the foreign whips, you know you like the rides

I’m bouta blow up, Steezy G never lied

You know he talk his shit and you know he never lie

Pop it and snag it you know steezy g gon have it

He working everyday man he tryna live lavish

Getting money everyday you know that’s my habit

Click the link, cop a steez and co jacket

Riding to the mall man I’m tryna go shop

My money sit tall and you know it never flop

Picture me without money that’s a photoshop

I like seeing bad bitches wearing crop tops

Riding to the mall man I’m tryna go shop

My money sit tall and you know it never flop

Picture me without money that’s a photoshop

I like seeing bad bitches wearing crop tops

My old friends hating, man i knew they been a opp

I know they not gon stop me cause I’m headed to the top

I hear the beat drop and it make me wanna bop

The album coming soon, next months drop

They said I’m trash, but I’m coming with some bangers

You hear me rapping now cause last year I was singer

I’m coming soon gonna have the game on lock

You need a platinum hit pass steezy g the rock

Riding to the mall man I’m tryna go shop

My money sit tall and you know it never flop

Picture me without money that’s a photoshop

I like seeing bad bitches wearing crop tops

Riding to the mall man I’m tryna go shop

My money sit tall and you know it never flop

Picture me without money that’s a photoshop

I like seeing bad bitches wearing crop tops

PBS, pretty boy steez

Gonna drop this track, the haters gonna freeze

I know they getting cold, and hot can’t breathe

They skin start to shiver man you know they feel the breeze

I’m just getting started man I’m rolling up my sleeves

You better check yo girl, cause you know I prolly greased

I only smoke beats, I don’t smoke trees

You know the rules, get greased then you leave

She playing with the tool and I know she like my gadget

She always want my jacket and I tell her she can have it

And it’s steezy takeover, you know it’s gonna happen

I past my competition, and now I’m overlapping

Last year I was studying but now I’m really rapping

Some females left me last year now they crying need a napkin

They see me blow up, and they friends start to tap in

I told her that’s steez effect and I started laughing

Ha, aye, yeah, pbs pretty boy steez haha