Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Pretty Penny , by - YFL KELVINRelease date: 25.04.2019
Song language: English
Pretty Penny |
| Ayy, yeah |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah |
| Uh-huh |
| Baby, yeah |
| I’m countin' backends on the road |
| I never get tired of doin' shows |
| My bitch is ready to carry the load |
| If me and Lil Baby gon' stamp it, it’s sold |
| I’m spillin' drip on these niggas and bitches |
| I swear they gon' fuck for a pretty penny |
| Feds taking pictures of us in the trenches |
| 'Cause they know the youngins got glizzies with 'em |
| I’m countin' backends on the road |
| I never get tired of doin' shows |
| My bitch is ready to carry the load |
| If me and Lil Baby gon' stamp it, it’s sold |
| I’m spillin' drip on these niggas and bitches |
| I swear they gon' fuck for a pretty penny |
| Feds taking pictures of us in the trenches |
| 'Cause they know the youngins got glizzies with 'em |
| Yeah, three hundred hundreds for all of my shows |
| That’s a thirty, I’m gone for a month |
| I don’t ask what I can, I’m gon' do what I want |
| I’ma leave from the lot with my top in the trunk |
| My lil' niggas, they thuggin', take choppers to shows |
| I’m a dripper for real, spent six figures on clothes |
| Man, them backends been comin' in, keepin' me loaded |
| Sold out dates, every show, that bitch loaded |
| Man, these bitches be crazy, it’s hard to control 'em |
| These bitches try play me, I ain’t no controller |
| I upgrade the Patek and put up the Rollie |
| My lil' homie shootin' shit, call him DeRozan, yeah |
| Walkin' on stage with the drip on |
| Made a hundred thousand dollars off a flip phone |
| If they send the front end, I’ma get gone |
| Screamin' free all of the dawgs 'til they get home |
| I’m countin' backends on the road |
| I never get tired of doin' shows |
| My bitch is ready to carry the load |
| If me and Lil Baby gon' stamp it, it’s sold |
| I’m spillin' drip on these niggas and bitches |
| I swear they gon' fuck for a pretty penny |
| Feds taking pictures of us in the trenches |
| 'Cause they know the youngins got glizzies with 'em |
| I’m countin' backends on the road |
| I never get tired of doin' shows |
| My bitch is ready to carry the load |
| If me and Lil Baby gon' stamp it, it’s sold |
| I’m spillin' drip on these niggas and bitches |
| I swear they gon' fuck for a pretty penny |
| Feds taking pictures of us in the trenches |
| 'Cause they know the youngins got glizzies with 'em |
| Ayy, niggas talkin' but I live it |
| Every time a nigga rap, they always thinkin' that it’s written |
| Told my brothers that it’s comin', it’s gon' take a lil' minute |
| I be chasing after riches, you be following these bitches, it’s a difference |
| I done came to my senses |
| Nigga run up on me, I’ma turn his ass to pieces |
| Then I’m takin' out the witness |
| Runnin' up bands, still on that same shit |
| Last time we took a lost, we just hit his mama’s shit |
| I ain’t playin' with no fuck niggas |
| Niggas tweakin' off the meds if they thinkin' they can take that shit from us, |
| nigga |
| Really don’t trust niggas |
| Playin' crazy on Hough, nigga |
| Hollows hit his head, better duck, nigga |
| Locked inside that box, it show who real and who ride |
| The phone calls and visits, just the pain up inside me |
| My mama say I’m livin' wrong so daddy just got me |
| I be focused on this music, it’s some people behind me |
| I’m countin' backends on the road |
| I never get tired of doin' shows |
| My bitch is ready to carry the load |
| If me and Lil Baby gon' stamp it, it’s sold |
| I’m spillin' drip on these niggas and bitches |
| I swear they gon' fuck for a pretty penny |
| Feds taking pictures of us in the trenches |
| 'Cause they know the youngins got glizzies with 'em |
| I’m countin' backends on the road |
| I never get tired of doin' shows |
| My bitch is ready to carry the load |
| If me and Lil Baby gon' stamp it, it’s sold |
| I’m spillin' drip on these niggas and bitches |
| I swear they gon' fuck for a pretty penny |
| Feds taking pictures of us in the trenches |
| 'Cause they know the youngins got glizzies with 'em |