| Pretty Pacc
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| Yeah, yeah
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| I just ran up a bag, now I’m looking at my past
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| Always in the very back, now I’m going way too fast
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| They just tryna make it last, blow my money, get it back
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| Got a couple loose screws, I’m just tryna screw 'em back
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| I was at Jeffery’s, finger roll, lefty (Yeah, yeah)
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| I just copped a new hoodie, now I’m feeling too empty
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| Now I think I’m too ready, yeah, I’m finna blow
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| Whip it like it’s Andretti ready, driving in the snow
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| Yeah, yeah
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| Whip it like it’s Andretti ready, driving in the snow
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| Stuck in her blizzard, yeah, sorry had to go
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| Your heart was cold, yeah, just to let you know
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| Just to let you know, just to let you know
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| Yeah, yeah
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| I was in the bleachers, now I’m in your speakers
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| Her love was acid, tripping out of beakers
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| Put holes in my t-shirt, so I had to leave her
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| Now I study currency, yeah, I do my research
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| Rain, rain, go away, Prada boots fill the day
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| Brought my diamonds to a lake, now the kids can ice skate
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| I might go out of state, I might go out my mind
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| Pull up to the party late, now I think I’m out of time
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| Dip from the party, yeah, car got no car keys
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| Yeah, whip in the Rari, haters are fish, she like calamari
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| Yeah, they so sorry, leave me alone
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| Hit my line a thousand times, dial tone
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| Hit my line a thousand times, know I won’t pick up
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| Sitting on the sidelines like it was pick up
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| Always on the bright side, 'cause my diamonds lit up
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| My diamonds weigh a whole lot, they kinda hard to pick up |