Future, Lil Durk - Petty Too lyrics
Future [Nayvadius DeMun Wilburn] Atlanta, Georgia, U.S. 🇺🇸
Lil Durk [Durk Derrick Banks] Smurk [Chicago, Illinois, U.S.] 🇺🇸
[Future, Lil Durk - Petty Too lyrics]
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Who made this shit
Pharaoh?
He got caught with a bitch I hit like twice
But I denied
I put my lil' bitch on him
He thinking with his dick
So he gon' slide
You can't call me petty, me
I share my bitches with the guys
I got bitches who I fuck and they got names
But I can't brag
I'm a heavy hitter, you wanna
Fly out your friend
You better be ready with her
Bitches cool
They never put me on blast 'cause
I'm not petty with them
I did a show five hundred thou', ask Bands
I got my Patek bigger
Back to Miami, got her ass on fleek
She got her panties bigger
I just got a plug
He keep me flooded when that price low
I like trenches hoes who sell they
Lean card for they micros
I be in the trump
Stuffing my Runtz up with my white hoes
Police pop out daytime
But we pop outside at night though
Petty ass
Bitch, you petty, bitch
I'm petty too, uh, uh
Bitch, you petty, bitch
I'm petty too, uh, uh (Bitch, let's get it)
Bitch, you petty, bitch
I'm petty too, uh, uh (Bitch, let's get it)
Bitch, you petty, bitch
I'm petty too, uh, uh (Bitch, let's get it)
Bitch, you petty, bitch
I'm petty too, uh, uh (Bitch, let's get it)
Bitch, you ready
Then I'm ready too, uh, uh
(Bitch, let's get it)
Bitch, you petty
Then I'm petty too, uh, uh
(Bitch, let's get it, yeah, Pluto, woo)
Bitch, you ready
Then I'm ready too, uh, uh
(Bitch, let's get it)
Cutting off my partner
Was thinkin' trappin' wasn't no hobby
Drop you off the label
You ain't ready to catch a body
Plugged up like cable
You gon' think I'm Black Mafia
Sub twins, soon as we catch up, nine dollar
Whack that nigga
Have his family writing me a novel
Went to Louis Vuitton just to
Show off my Balenciagas
Get mop from a prostitute, I feel her teeth
She ain't gettin' a dollar
My young ho twenty-two, she don't keep it P
I'ma fuck her mama
She ain't just for the street
These hoes for the Earth
I knew she was a freak
She grew up in a church
These hoes poppin' Plan B's like they Percs
Said I was a dead beat when
I bought my daughter a Birkin
Bitch, you petty, bitch
I'm petty too, uh, uh
Bitch, you petty, bitch
I'm petty too, uh, uh (Bitch, let's get it)
Bitch, you petty, bitch
I'm petty too, uh, uh (Bitch, let's get it)
Bitch, you petty, bitch
I'm petty too, uh, uh (Bitch, let's get it)
Bitch, you petty, bitch
I'm petty too, uh, uh (Bitch, let's get it)
Bitch, you ready
Then I'm ready too, uh, uh
(Bitch, let's get it)
Bitch, you petty
Then I'm petty too, uh, uh
(Bitch, let's get it)
Bitch, you ready
Then I'm ready too, uh, uh
(Bitch, let's get it)
Uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh
Uh
Who made this shit
Pharaoh?
He got caught with a bitch I hit like twice
But I denied
I put my lil' bitch on him
He thinking with his dick
So he gon' slide
You can't call me petty, me
I share my bitches with the guys
I got bitches who I fuck and they got names
But I can't brag
I'm a heavy hitter, you wanna
Fly out your friend
You better be ready with her
Bitches cool
They never put me on blast 'cause
I'm not petty with them
I did a show five hundred thou', ask Bands
I got my Patek bigger
Back to Miami, got her ass on fleek
She got her panties bigger
I just got a plug
He keep me flooded when that price low
I like trenches hoes who sell they
Lean card for they micros
I be in the trump
Stuffing my Runtz up with my white hoes
Police pop out daytime
But we pop outside at night though
Petty ass
Bitch, you petty, bitch
I'm petty too, uh, uh
Bitch, you petty, bitch
I'm petty too, uh, uh (Bitch, let's get it)
Bitch, you petty, bitch
I'm petty too, uh, uh (Bitch, let's get it)
Bitch, you petty, bitch
I'm petty too, uh, uh (Bitch, let's get it)
Bitch, you petty, bitch
I'm petty too, uh, uh (Bitch, let's get it)
Bitch, you ready
Then I'm ready too, uh, uh
(Bitch, let's get it)
Bitch, you petty
Then I'm petty too, uh, uh
(Bitch, let's get it, yeah, Pluto, woo)
Bitch, you ready
Then I'm ready too, uh, uh
(Bitch, let's get it)
Cutting off my partner
Was thinkin' trappin' wasn't no hobby
Drop you off the label
You ain't ready to catch a body
Plugged up like cable
You gon' think I'm Black Mafia
Sub twins, soon as we catch up, nine dollar
Whack that nigga
Have his family writing me a novel
Went to Louis Vuitton just to
Show off my Balenciagas
Get mop from a prostitute, I feel her teeth
She ain't gettin' a dollar
My young ho twenty-two, she don't keep it P
I'ma fuck her mama
She ain't just for the street
These hoes for the Earth
I knew she was a freak
She grew up in a church
These hoes poppin' Plan B's like they Percs
Said I was a dead beat when
I bought my daughter a Birkin
Bitch, you petty, bitch
I'm petty too, uh, uh
Bitch, you petty, bitch
I'm petty too, uh, uh (Bitch, let's get it)
Bitch, you petty, bitch
I'm petty too, uh, uh (Bitch, let's get it)
Bitch, you petty, bitch
I'm petty too, uh, uh (Bitch, let's get it)
Bitch, you petty, bitch
I'm petty too, uh, uh (Bitch, let's get it)
Bitch, you ready
Then I'm ready too, uh, uh
(Bitch, let's get it)
Bitch, you petty
Then I'm petty too, uh, uh
(Bitch, let's get it)
Bitch, you ready
Then I'm ready too, uh, uh
(Bitch, let's get it)
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