P.B.G (Pretty Boy Gangsta)

Oh, better tell me where your hidin' if I can't seek

Tell me what level your on if I can't reach

Somewhere in the middle

Is where we're gonna have to meet

Trill nigga with his all gold rings and gold teeth

Got me looking like a bag of money

He looking like a bag of money

Spend it on me, talk ain't nothing if it don't swipe or beep

If we're spending on the cheap, bitch better keep the receipt

Tell 'em take a back seat, it's gotta be your ride

Party party party, it's gotta be all night

Everything's swaggy, it's gotta worn right

If your looking for a tramp I can't be your type

Got the deejay here playin' them bangers

All we need is more girls and more guys

Get everyone trippy so that they could be honest

Cause when they're not it's bullshit and more lies

And it goes like

Oh, I'm the head up in the ship

Nothin' goes down when I'm up in this bitch

Tell me where my pretty boy gangsta is

Ladies get your pretty boy gangsta quick

Show up at the party lookin' all chic with my two main girls (?)

Fuckin' with my click (?)

Tell me where my pretty boy gangsta is

Tell me where my pretty boy gangsta is

Tell me where you are if you want you can come find me

Me looking forever I'll tell you that's unlikely

If you're not him, well I'm so sorry

But I have no choice but to let you down politely

Give me what I want and not anything less

Or give me the whole world I promise to invest

I'm a Bougie girl not wearing a pink dress

So if he's wearing skinnies I'm showin' him interest

I got them all impressed, they like my style

A couple years passed and I got 'em like how?

I swear she was Little Simbi when I met her

Now she doing big things and making them go wild

oh, yeah that's me, I'm doing you all proud

And I promise I'm heading beyond them clouds

So if I haven't already I just wanna thank ya

But for now I'm looking for my Pretty Boy Gangsta

Pretty boy

Oh, I'm the head up in the ship

Nothin' goes down when I'm up in this bitch

Tell me where my pretty boy gangsta is

Ladies get your pretty boy gangsta quick

Show up at the party lookin' all chic with my two main girls (?)

Fuckin' with my click (?)

Tell me where my pretty boy gangsta is

Tell me where my pretty boy gangsta is

I'm most definitely feeling the vibe on this

I reckon it's um, it's more of a chilled sort of um, sort of sound

But um, I don't know sometimes

I like to do weird shit like switch it up, anyway

Got the baddest ever flows and they know that they love 'em

Got these laps around the track and they really want me to run

And if you piss me off, then piss me off by just pressing the button

But don't be surprised if I switch on you all of a sudden, oh

It's the endin' I'm feeling it coming

If you put a guitar in my hands, I probably will strum it

And sing along, if you know the words better to hum it

Sing it boy, I know you got a little voice for a pretty boy, oh

Oh, I'm the head up in the ship

Nothin' goes down when I'm up in this bitch

Tell me where my pretty boy gangsta is

Ladies get your pretty boy gangsta quick

Show up at the party lookin' all chic with my two main girls (?)

Fuckin' with my click (?)

Tell me where my pretty boy gangsta is

Tell me where my pretty boy gangsta is