Petty kid the realest
Petty the realest, and my mind pimping
I go petty the realest, yeah, Sg
Hope you niggas streaming me on gang
Hop in a skrrt and my car in the trench
Same shit I did that other day, she go wreck
Same bitch, I smacked, that Barbie really mad
Came with the bands, 45, bitcoin
Crazy how I move, I done popped a milli cash
Going to the moon, my whole body smelling perks
My name Petty the realest
Petty the realest, stay pimping and my mind moving different, study getting bitches
Cos my pockets full of itchin, shorty blow my mind
Shorty curves really different, get her out my sign
When she talking bout her feelings, petty boy titties big
I really love to kiss it, baby really love me
And she fucking with my mental, every time I try to stop
She say, baby, hit it once in a missionary style
Anyhow I get it, hustle all my life, I ain't even want no credits
Strappy, I'm Ongo, I'm a run it back a fifthy
If you don't make money, you can't hang around me
I feel soo turnt and I put it on my granny
Light up my anger so my pain don't move me
I grow much bigger cos my game keeps running
Anytime you buzz me up, I don't come around
It gotta be business stuff
If I ain't had it, baby would you fuck a niggas huh
Get more petty when I shoot and I miss my spot
Come ass and commas make a niggas shout
Rolling dies in the trench when shit gets hot
When shit gets hot
Ooh, let my heart cold, I ain't miss my cup
Go buggy on the jeans left my drip so hot
Why you rushing by your mans when your niggas flop
If I ain't had it baby would you fuck a nigga huh
Get more petty when I shoot and I miss my spot
Come ass and commas make a nigga shout
Rolling dice in the trench when shit gets hot
When shit gets hot
Ooh, let my heart cool, I ain't miss my cup
Go buggy on the jeans left my drip soo hot
Why you rushing by your mans when your niggas flop
Why you rushing by your mans when your niggas flop
Why you post about a bag If shit ain't yours?
I be getting high all day, I be rude as fuck
I'm the nigga from the trench, who gon' put you on
She said, baby, I don't want, I cut the fan off
Put a fan on
And a million on the bag, put my mans on
On the double cup trappin, this my lifestyle
I'm the type of nigga flyest' than an a aircraft
If I feel, I wanna party, call my dawgs on
Two henny bust down we the main dogs
And shorty gon fuck for the dollar dawg, times for that boujee shit
Man, bring it on
In my hood they say I go foreign they ain't wrong
Don't do no cappin, this no fan zone
I did fall, many times, but I stay tough
They say, boy, your wilding, man, go do the song
I ain't feelin' wrong
Petty the realest, stay pimping and my mind moving different, study getting bitches
Cos my pockets full of itchin, shorty blow my mind
Shorty curves really different, get her out my sign
When she talking bout her feelings, petty boy titties big
I really love to kiss it, baby really love me
And she fucking with my mental, every time I try to stop
She say, baby, hit it once in a missionary style
Petty the realest, stay pimping and my mind moving different, study getting bitches
Cos my pockets full of itchin, shorty blow my mind
Shorty curves really different, get her out my sign
When she talking bout her feelings, petty boy titties big
I really love to kiss it, baby really love me
And she fucking with my mental, every time I try to stop
She say, baby, hit it once in a missionary style